The mountains are in my veins
The cool fresh air is the sap of my life force
The pines sing to my soul
The ancient roots planted themselves in my core before I knew them
The sea is my heartbeat
The unceasing rhythms give life to my being
The mountains pines and sea are my home
The mountains pines and sea are within me.
Sunday, March 1, 2015
Mountains
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