Stones & strangers
Among the mountains
How that excursion
Endowed in your being
All that nature proffered.
Sense of being lost
And wanting to be found
The innocence and that fear
The gasping breath
Weariness of body
Yet will to carry on
All in your aspect screened
Seeing them i thought
Here was my heaven
I thought it all for me
How truly i was wrong
Still with a heavy heart
I remember.
Posted by Zeeast at 10:48 PM
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you are the same, as you were ,
Etezaz
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