I cannot wait to
go with you
to the mountaintop
where night clouds
already whisper
their white secrets –
to the high places
where we speak
only truth
or nothing
at all.
I cannot wait to
go with you
to the mountaintop
where night clouds
already whisper
their white secrets –
to the high places
where we speak
only truth
or nothing
at all.
Edgar County Watchdogs
I used to think that I had an answer to everything and wished that people would ask me the questions. Now, as I find myself aging, I know I don't have any answers and hope that people don't ask me any questions. .
peace, poesis & wild holy earth
The Lerner Blog
A Forrest Fenn treasure quest
Searching For Forrest Fenn's Treasure
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Journeys Inspired by The Thrill of the Chase
"Something hidden. Go and find it. Go and look behind the Ranges." - Rudyard Kipling
The more we know the more we notice.
Notes on Seeing, Reading & Writing, Living & Loving in The North
Random Ramblings of a guy named Ricky