Water settled in the corner of my eye. The sun shone hot on my face wondering when it would fall.
I could run as far as forever here and still be surrounded by beauty, perhaps it was in my mind.
I stepped sideways between breaths, visible in the cool morning air and knew I could stay here until I died, standing on the banks of this river, near a waterfall that would never say goodbye.
Bearing witness to such raw nature is confronting. In the short term because it takes your breath away and later on because it makes you question everything.
The tear finally fell, my cheek kissed by the cold in the breeze. It wasn't in my mind, everything was right here. I stayed.
Rose blades cut the night in two, the second day felt like the first. Thin air rested in my lungs.
I could run as far as forever here and still be surrounded by beauty, perhaps it was in my mind.
I stepped sideways between breaths, visible in the cool morning air and knew I could stay here until I died, standing on the banks of this river, near a waterfall that would never say goodbye.
Bearing witness to such raw nature is confronting. In the short term because it takes your breath away and later on because it makes you question everything.
The tear finally fell, my cheek kissed by the cold in the breeze. It wasn't in my mind, everything was right here. I stayed.
Rose blades cut the night in two, the second day felt like the first. Thin air rested in my lungs.
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