It’s a gaze both still and searching-drawing you inward-where you become submerged into the soul of the wild and perhaps into your own: a reflection of where your memories become color-where reflection ponds ripple in hues of color.
Flowing through where you’ve been, where you may go and the stillness in between.
Linger in observation.
In the words of the wise: It is good to glance back, and wise to look ahead-but peace lives only in the pause-right here, right now, in this moment.
Wander.
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