Beauty overflowed with teeming masses

Some here for the right reason

Others here to merely check off lists

As for me?

I scarcely know, for a deep trance I have sunk in

But I will come back, over and over again

In the scorching heat, peaceful snow, and healing rain

Majesty draws me homeward

These peaks call me upward

So my thoughts are lifted up

For now, I am chained to the ground

Alongside the coarse and vulgar

But one day, I will raise me up

And be redeemed by beauty


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