Wander a new land, one never known
Traces of prints dusted by snow,
Stones awaiting the gilded grace of evening
(the company of others; diverse things- for what?)
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Mountains are indeed hopeful...an upward path warms the soul in spite of snow....the peace reigns here and all words point there.....well done most blessed poet.
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Mountains are indeed hopeful...an upward path warms the soul in spite of snow....the peace reigns here and all words point there.....well done most blessed poet.