An idea of perfection
A pair of crystal clear water presents the reflection of the heavenly range.
Absorbing every light.
Huge and intense.
But rigid. Motionless. Lifeless.
The ocean lined with dark, wide rings.
The black making them deepen, glisten.
Conjures movement, where nothing is.
Dark wings of a noble animal, an angel rising.
The scenery is even, level and smooth.
It brings out more the little wavy signs.
Shiny, bright sand tickles.
Feels soft and warm.
A hill archs, rising gently, between the clear lakes, until its light top.
Describing the perfect curve.
Rises and rises, but never touches heaven.
Like a cliff falling, it leads to the red picturesque edge,
down the gleaming white rocks into the abyss, facing earth’s sin.
The piece of nature surrounded by wooden-brown strokes,
straight and in perfect line fitting to each other.
A moment of peace.
A shot of beauty.
An idea of perfection.
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