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I pause to listen to the silence – I am one with the million befores and the afters and at great peace amid the soundless, immense harmonies. I become the rhythm of the spheres and part of that oneness orchestration, both absorbed and apart in a light, too orderly to be but blind chance. There must be purpose to the whole that transcends reason and goes beyond the despair of nothing. I become the Cosmos not the chaos and within I am part. There is a miracle to existence and its exquisite, ephemeral beauty. To hike to Garnet Lake is to be without, wherein, without, I find my within.
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