Its not the religion, its not even God in some strange way. Its just the calm...not the kind before a storm, but the kind after it. Eerie in its own conspicuous way. Yet as pure as the soul. I associate purity to the soul, because after the redemption that's all that's left. A pure soul.
A short walk, a few rituals, and then an eternity of calm.
Its not something i would want to experience everyday, we shouldn't get used to the good things. Its sort of a prize. Let it glisten in the distance and when you're worthy of it...reach out. It'll be there...waiting.
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