choices

The feelings of the end and the new beginning. Known will cease to be. Unknown in all its mystery unveiling. Snow covered mountains. Blistering hot and naked moutains. I find a mountain to be my true home. She offers a refuge from the rat race infested every day life among humans. She offers breathtaking beauty. She offers life in form of the sweetest of air. Crisp and invigorating. Yet if taken for granted she also offers the end. If taken for granted she descends upon with such brute force that no amount of wings can save one. At the end though the soul is released in the most beautiful of settings. No wings needed anymore to soar. If only we chose freedom instead of torment fueled by missed opportunities of the past…

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