Tuesday, January 22, 2019
And so on...
The woman in the mountain paused to pay attention to a foreigner. He did stop to ask for water and then he stayed...for a little while. Now he has left to battle with a phantom in a faraway forest. The woman seats again on her mountain looking at the sky for answers. The Spring is near and flowers will grow from her hands. They will adorn her mountain and she will blend with the earth and will become one with the wind. She knows that the cycle goes on and another winter will follow. And so on...
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