Diminutive

imageI laid down on the sand, humbling myself before this majesty and felt diminutive in the foreground of such immense love shared between the Sun and Moon. The ocean tides ebbed and flowed, and mountains blew down, forests were razed, glaciers melted, and deserts were washed away. But I held on while the truth fell all over me.

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