Black & White : Breathing Landscape
 

The Mountain Calls

Its invitation always arrives in winter,

and I find myself dwelling there — sometimes for weeks, a month, or an entire season

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White-out snowstorms and biting winds accompany me.

At –20°C, the cold pierces bone, freezing fingers and toes

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The body shivers, yet the heart shines

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Breathing Landscapes is an expression of resting in stillness — gazing at falling snow

and frozen rivers, looking upon the trees, as my breath joins the mountain's exhale

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I have arrived.

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