Majestic
“Silence is the element in which great things fashion themselves together; that at length they may emerge, full-formed and majestic, into the delight of life, which they are thenceforth to rule.” – Thomas Carlyle
The day before, the eagle swooped down low, wings open, floating on air with majesty. The next morning, he watched in the tree as the lake was smooth as glass, still and peaceful. Nature’s gifts are plenty, a generous spirit that demands awe and delight, majestic and steady whether in the storm or in the calm.
“There’s something overwhelming about being in raw nature. It’s got an aura about it is that is really kind of majestic and spiritual.” – Christopher Lloyd
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oh, amazing –