There’s a reason …

There’s a reason she prays at dawn … its sermon is the promise of hope.

There’s a reason she is romantic about the tide … it’s a baptismal font fueled by the ocean’s holy spirit.

There’s a reason she talks to the stars …they channel wisdom and spirit of past generations.

There’s a reason she smiles at the moon…it simply smiles back.

There’s a reason she is bewitched by sunsets … they seduce with a swirling symphony of colors.

There’s a reason she gets wistful at goodbyes … she holds fast her favorites, even when she knows it’s time to let go.

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