Peaceful sleep


I dreamed of being in a caravan travelling a great wilderness trail, down a tree-covered mountain pass. As we continued our descent, the sky opened up again, brisk and autumnal, almost seeming more broad than the horizon could hold…

The plain below, compared to the mountains, seemed level as a lake.

The wind made strokes across it, as if drawing poems in a calligraphy of curves and lines on a vast canvas of green…

No wildlife on the ground was visible at this distance, but I could feel the area was vibrant with activity just beyond the scope of my sight.

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