Majestic, always
the mere sight of it stirring
a feeling most pure.Majestic, the view
catches your breath and flings it
into the chasmOnce majestic, now
shop-worn but tipped in glory
hinting at the past.
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A tree that can fill the span of a man’s arms grows from a downy tip; A terrace nine stories high rises from hodfuls of earth; A journey of a thousand miles starts from beneath one’s feet.
— Lao–TseThe Cat Cam
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Nice depictions. I’ve seen places like you describe here and now I see them in my mind’s eye.
Arlee Bird
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