White Mountain

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Melting snow

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Dusty feet

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A welcome breath

Silence

Peace

Tejas

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The first time I walked upon you I could see but a foot before my eyes… mist all around … a calling to keep walking

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I heard the noise within

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I couldn’t stop talking

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Years have passed you are the same

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Always here

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I rest upon you in the winter alone but Full

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In the spring, fresh with Life

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Tiny blossoms

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In the summer I drink your Waters

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Admire your flowers

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As autumn arrives, you empty

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We gaze upon the stars as we lay upon your back, awe and wonder

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Inspiration to carry us thru dark times

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As I approach you bring clarity and insight

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You bring me back to myself

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The Return

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Your Sharpness

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Levity

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Sight

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White Mountain, green meadows, yellow blossoms, clear water, bright sun, forever Sky

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Depths below

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An Open heart

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