Reblogged with kind permission of A Wild Man fortyonethirty

views from a.wildman

The twilight of sky, moon, and snow

Whirling spindrifts of snow glisten with specks of light

Breath the cold air, let it fill your lungs

Protect your body from the elements, free your mind.

This is real, genuine, true.

Heart pounds, pounds, pounds

Push the blood, push the mind

The deeper I go into the mountains,

The deeper I go into myself

Notchs on a mental benchmark

A notch for every layer I shed

Trying to pure myself, find myself.

Looking for the spot where sky meets land.

Higher I climb, higher I climb.

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