after a long day coming back to my neighborhood i decided to hop off the bus, walk toward the lake, and take in the spring air before our brief taste of spring leaves with the snow tomorrow...
i couldn't help but notice couples all around looking out into the vast mass of water and be reminded of a poem...
There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society, where none intrudes,
By the deep sea, and music in its roar:
I love not man the less, but Nature more,
From these our interviews, in which I steal
From all I may be, or have been before,
To mingle with the Universe, and feel
What I can ne'er express, yet cannot all conceal.
l.g.g. byron.
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