If I had more words
 and better words,
 you would see the crystal waters bouncing over 
 rocks and boulders,
 winking at the sun,
 invigorating the air with their passing. 

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  If I had more words
 and better words,
 you would inhale the pungent evergreen fragrance
 permeating senses,
 teasing memories
 captured in the freshness of cool air. 

If I had more words 
 and better words,
 you would bask in the gentle, luminous rays
 cascading, tumbling,
 and dancing like sprites
 between the sentinel forest trees. 

If I had more words
 and better words,
 you would relish the shimmering waters of the 
 glistening lake,
 holding the reflections 
 of towering mountains and cloudless skies. 

 If I had more words
 and better words,
 you would experience the profound quiet slipping, 
 seeping into my soul,
 soothing ragged scars,
 creating tranquil pathways of exquisite joy. 

Text and Images © 2019 Beth Mims

Ecclesiastes 3:11 He hath made every thing beautiful in his time: also he hath set the world in their heart, so that no man can find out the work that God maketh from the beginning to the end.