Freeing Myself

The Lake

A day in visual heaven (Practice with Description)

When I think of a time where visually I was in heaven, it was the lake at sunset. The lake isn't that big, you can walk the dirt path around it in about ten minutes, and off the path there are four docks. There's one on each side of the circle, as if there were a square around it. And all the way around the lake, minus the entrance, there's thick foliage. All different kinds of trees. My favorite of which being the willow trees that just barely brush the water's surface. It causes just slight ripples in the water. Since the water is undisturbed, minus the slight ripples, you can perfectly see the reflection of the start of a gorgeous sunset. The most beautiful that I have seen in my life. There's a few fluffy clouds visible over the tops of the trees, all outlined in silver. As if there were anything possibly more dazzling, there were these rays of light shooting out from behind them all, as if a God had decided to bless the area with beauty the likes no one had ever seen before. The soft white natural light streaking through the muted blues, pinks, and oranges. You can see just a slight peak of the sun above the clouds. Even though it's starting to get dark, you can still see every brilliant detail in soft muted colors and tones. A calm sets in, and you realize that even if you never reach heaven, you've at least stood at its gates.