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A world of Nature, Dreams and Wonder
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| WELCOME TO MOSAIC A world of Nature, Dreams and Wonder |
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| Visit John's World | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| In my mind's eye, I see trees, looming large in the distance. They stretch into the mists above, the upper most branches out of sight, but felt nontheless. Their giant bases gently push aside the scattered debris of the forest floor. The area around me is cool and wet with moisture, fog having left its liquid mark, as leaves drop tears of cloud on the fallen bark at my feet. This place, as in all nature it seems, mirrors our lives and gently teaches lessons. Lessons of damp loam below and bright wind swept leaves above. This place I visit often. This forest of dark mysteries and bright, sunlit meadows. The fog hangs overhead, obscurring the sun, but stray shafts of warmth and light beckon me forward, deeper, ever deeper into the mysteries and light that is life. Enter, you are welcome here. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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