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One Single Needle
Here I stand, on a porch of fragrant aspen wood bewildered by the sea of sparkling diamonds shimmering in the sun just past the edge of the wood. Eyes squinted, for the brilliant sun is lingering high above the earth’s atmosphere smiling over the beautiful scenery of George Lake. The large mass of water, not a true sea, but a lake snug fit inside high banks of mossy lands. White scattered pillows of clouds up above as if looking upon the battlefield of a recent children’s pillow fight residing upon a baby blue blanket which fills the entire sky making the day bright and beautiful. Though eyes wander about the magnificence of this marvelous sight, they stop and admire the most over looked piece to the puzzle of scenery which lies before me. A spruce tree, not too large in size, nothing spectacular which draws attention unlike the others, but just a spruce tree which has graced this cabin with its presence growing unnoticed for many year’s. The sunlight beams upon this tree as if it had a purpose, a higher significance than its kind. I slowly turn to admire the beauty of each half inch long pine needle which covers its branches. I reach out and lightly brush one with my finger, causing it to fall into the palm of my hand with a light feeling weighing as much as a single strand of hair. This single needle is even textured if one were to look only a bit closer. Only one being could be responsible for such astounding detail. I knew there were many, but this tree must contain hundreds, thousands or even millions of tiny needles! A thought is brewed up, an epiphany; I look about the marvelous lake in its sparkling state and see the hundreds of thousands of trees surrounding the water as if it were a barrier for no one to get in, or out. This tiny needle I hold in my palm is one of an enormous number only God himself could count, for he is the brilliant designer of this overlooked, but oh so complex beauty. This one single needle is beautiful, size does not matter.
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