It is so still and serene there. God’s creation is; it’s just simply being itself. There is an immutable silence in nature that mere noise and activity can’t eradicate; the silence is always there under the noise, patiently waiting.

I recommend the read… it reminds me of the prose in Walt Morey books that I read over and over again when I was 10 or 11. The kind of stuff that boys dream of.