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    dots Submission Name: Sliver of Paradisedots
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    Author: Jengrr
    ASL Info:    20/McBain
    Elite Ratio:    5.85 - 95/104/22
    Words: 551
    Class/Type: Prose/Nature
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       Those of you who have read my stuff before may have noticed I have a slight infatuation with Lake Michigan :) Well, here's another piece commemorating its beauty.
    ***I know this looks long at first glance, but PLEASE!!! Take a few minutes and read it and tell me what you think.


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    dotsSliver of Paradisedots
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    The wind that whistles and whispers throughout the lofty bluffs of Lake Michigan is a special wind. It is this wind that teases the dancing azure water to crests of purest white foam, and sends its hauntingly beautiful song echoing through the dunes. But most of all, it is this wind alone that can blow away my cares and concerns and leave me with a sense of utter peace.

    This wind sweeps across the many bluffs of the Lake, along the thousands of miles of its shore. Yet the mysterious peace it brings to me can only be experienced amidst the hidden solitude of the towering giant, Old Baldie.

    He had existed on the shores of the lake for thousands of years before I ever set foot upon his greatly-aged shoulders. But he became mine alone for the few summers I lived near his glorious shores.

    Old Baldie carries his ancient, rugged beauty about him like a majestic cloak. He has the gentle comfort of a well-worn, but much beloved armchair. His face is dotted with bleached driftwood and pocked with beautiful stones. He is crowned with lavender lady slippers and snow white babys breath.

    It is at the peak of my magnificent friend that I first discovered the true treasure of Lake Michigan, hidden away from all but the select few who dare to venture past the well-known; a treasure I named the Diamond Sand. Sand so soft it turns velvet to gravel, like an enormous silk blanket draping the cliffs of the Lake; so smooth you wish you could wrap yourself up in it and wear it forever.

    Many summer afternoons Id climb to the crest of Baldie, and lay down, cradled in the soft pillow of his sandy lap, eyes closed. Id listen to the pounding surf, the lonely seagulls cries, the soft rustling of the wind-reeds, the gentle whisper of the fragrant breeze. Id lay there praying to God about all my problems and listen to his gentle reassurance as he would calm my soul with the wonder of his creation.

    There is an old Korean proverb I heard once: Two things are there that man can watch forever: Fire and flowing water; always the same, yet always changing. And I know it is true, for countless were the times I would sit upon Baldies shoulders, watching the swirling lake, the tossing waves, mesmerized by the intricate beauty of its dance; of the endless array of sparkling blues and greens, adorned with silver caps, like some unearthly jewel.

    Then the sun, as it has from the dawn of time, would begin its westwardly descent. The last few moments before it sank into the heart of the Lake was absolutely spectacular. The sun, as it is quenched in blazing glory, turns the Lake into a blue-gold ocean of flame. The ever-changing sky is streaked with vivid purples, wild oranges, brilliant pinks, and fiery yellows, swirled together with Gods own paintbrush in a design so dazzling and breath-taking mere words cannot capture its magnificence. And I believe, gazing out at that splendid show from atop my ancient friend, I beheld a sliver of paradise.




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      You are very gifted at writing this type of creativity. Maybe you should write a book on Lake Michigan and all it's glory because you sure have a way of making it interesting to me and I'm sure to others as well.
    Sounds like a great lace to be jen...
    This was really an enjoyable read for me as always and let's face it, that's the reason for stalking you hu?
    Keep up the good work and have a great weekend!
    !doc`
    | Posted on 2005-10-28 00:00:00 | by dr_tigger | [ Reply to This ]
      Jen, this is really lovely! I enjoy reading your writings about Lake Michigan. You obviously love it there and I cant blame you as from the way you describe it, it just sounds awesome! I love the water! In my case it is the ocean. The beach sand so soft and smooth and kinda like you describe it as velvet. I like that! Ooooh, and the sunsets! How beautiful and again I can relate as I love to watch them over the ocean. So serene and spectacular like a painter in the sky! Tell me have you ever watched the full moon rise over the lake all deep orange and magnificent? Over the ocean it is remarkable and "midnight sun" is a poem that I wrote about it if ya ever get the time. I miss hearing from you! Anyway another lovely write! Take care!

    Lorna
    | Posted on 2005-08-30 00:00:00 | by lmz | [ Reply to This ]
      Hey jen jen. Once again you've caught the beauty that's around here. You've been away from here too long, so you're going to spend a week here sometime soon. We'll explore those places that we held dear when we were younger, and today.

    Have fun camping Jen Jen!
    Ciao
    | Posted on 2005-07-19 00:00:00 | by BrokenAngel | [ Reply to This ]
      a sliver of paradise indeed.

    i am so often inspired by nature. i drive a very rural FedEx route and see such beauty every day. Old Baldie sounds like the perfect place to perch and watch the lake. you've taken me on a serene and calming journey here. this is so very peaceful. thank you.
    @ Cat
    | Posted on 2005-07-18 00:00:00 | by magnicat | [ Reply to This ]
      Jen, you make me want to go to Lake Michigan and I am a long way from it. You make it sound so peaceful and haunting. I certainly hope you enjoy your trip this week, but, I have no doubt that you will having read this and your journal.
    This is very good writing! There's not much more to say except, have fun!
    !Doc`
    | Posted on 2005-07-18 00:00:00 | by dr_tigger | [ Reply to This ]


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