There are a handful of places and people in my life that I feel such a deep love for, it hurts a little to know it. For it is a timeless knowing that brings me to a holt and makes me feel the sacred in my breath. Wise mountains you bring me to the edge of the paradox where the infinite yearning to know love beyond all illusions is for a moment like a gentle fragrance on the air. I am reminded of the many chapters of myself that have stood witness to you, now woven through a story so much bigger than I will ever know. May I return to your glory for many more crisp morning sunrises and deep starry nights.
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