Damp, hard ground,
the air shivers, uncompromising.
If you seek to know, first – listen.
Then, climb higher, perspective’s pupil.
The crisp night tells a different tale to the rocky peaks,
words unformed, silence pregnant and
possibility heavy on each exhale.
Listen. Everything is permitted.
Pluck a jewel from the heavens, warm it in your grasp.
What will manifest?
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