POTD: Beauty on the Boundary

POTD: Beauty on the BoundaryBeauty on the Boundary Bozeman, Montana 2012

I have passed a mountain peak and my soul is soaring in the Firmament of complete and unbound freedom; I am far, far away, my companions, and the clouds are Hiding the hills from my eyes. The valleys are becoming flooded with an ocean of silence, and the Hands of oblivion are engulfing the roads and the houses; The prairies and fields are disappearing behind a white specter That looks like the spring cloud, yellow as the candlelight And red as the twilight.                                                                                           –Kahlil Gibran]]>