Standing on the edge of beauty, taking in the crisp, clean scents of pine and nature my soul begins to heal. Looking across the great expanse of mountains and ridges experiencing the overpowering knowlege that I am but a small piece of time and earth. I have a sense of peace in knowing this as I apprecitate the beauty that so many take for granted. The beauty that I view seems to go on forever but I know that is just an illusion, as many things in life are but I choose to bathe in the illusion and save myself the disapointment that comes with so many things. I remember as I stand here that nature is a positive entity, in the midsts of forest fires, human distruction and natural disasasters nature rejuvinates itself, just as I must do. The positive and persistant, survive and prosper the rest fall behind to fade into the background of life never leaving their mark, never leaving a reminder that they were here.