Climbing interior mountains, being exhilarated
with their steep heights and beauty all around,
whispers of heaven, coming from clouds above.
Noticing wildlife scurrying and scampering through
the brush, looking for food and protection, much
like humans do on a daily basis.
Such a simple life we could have, just like wild-
life, yet human nature complicating it and every-
thing else in life.
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