I find solace in the mountains.Reality stays grounded as I climb,I am quite fond of looking down upon it. I find solace in the trees.The pristine Pine laced with snow.The Willow with her withered branches.The Palm, leaves fanning in the breeze.The ancient Sequoia’s tenacious trunk. I find solace in the ocean.As waves crash, sorrow isContinue reading “OUTSIDE SOLACE”

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