//where silence meets silence.
//where each flap of the crow's wings resonate with a precise clarity.
//where my soft footsteps seem thunderously loud.
//where purity swirls.
this is montana. in the cold of winter, on a hill, where i ran and ran and walked and breathed life.
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your montana reflections bring me a deep pause ..
ReplyDeletethank you thank you .
these are sublime.
ReplyDeletelove the new blog header also ... its perfect.
i long for montana ...or maybe i just long for the silence you speak of
either way, thnks for inspiring me on my sunday afternoon =)
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