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Posted by: jakinnan | September 14, 2011

Thank-You God for the Beauty You have Given Us.

The place seemed holy, where one might hope to see God. After dark, when the camp was at rest, I groped my way back to the altar boulder and passed the night on it, � above the water, beneath the leaves and stars, � everything still more impressive than by day, the fall seen dimly white, singing Nature’s old love song with solemn enthusiasm, while the stars peering through the leaf-roof seemed to join in the white water’s song. Precious night, precious day to abide in me forever. Thanks be to God for this immortal gift. – “My First Summer in the Sierra”, John Muir (1911), P65

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