Number12's Nanofiction collection, Page 8

The Wonder, Humor, and Beauty

date: 9-16-99

I sat by the cornfield. Insects buzzed among the stalks, blue tailed salamanders played by the path, the Wind riffled patterns. I began counting low-flying planes and left knowing I'd failed. No human mind can comprehend the beauty of even such a simple place. But I'm pretty sure that there exists One who does.

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