My eyes are awash
In evergreen
A lover's embrace
With the wind
The innocence of the wild
Even as my breath
Is caught by the chill
Hunched peaks
Envelop
And a sensation
Sparkles
From deep in my being
I experience
This epifany
White powder carpet
Covers the mirror I sit upon
The trees, the cliffs, the snow
The lake
Paused in this scene
Osmosis
Hungrily consuming
What I did not
Believe or know lacked...
Tranquility
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