Seeking higher ground.
Sometimes the fog rolls in,
the rain beats down
and I cannot see the way.
At times like these I seek higher ground
the distant vista opens out before me
and I am found again.
Sometimes the fog rolls in,
the rain beats down
and I cannot see the way.
At times like these I seek higher ground
the distant vista opens out before me
and I am found again.
Oh, fantastic. Words just describe that feeling so well, and I love the photo.
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Thanks. I love the photo and your EPE made me think a bit more about why.
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