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September 17

This morning I watch the sunrise upon the Sea of Galilee. It creeps over the ledge of the Heights, rising like a fiery sphere of molten lava which at last bursts with radiant beams as with the joy of finally being set free from darkness. As it ascends through the clouds it streams with rays up to the heavens and down upon the sea, in the center of which it pools like brilliant, thick gold. Doves in small flocks sweep across the glorious scene; their wings flapping quickly with a gentle hush at each stroke. All feels tranquil in this moment.

Galilee Sunrise 9-17-13