Saturday, March 28, 2020

Photo Essay: Wasatch Zen



The mountain is just as much
a prisoner in its place
as I am.




The odor of mountains
is sad at the top
and mellow at the bottom.




Speak in riddles
and the world will think
you know the answers.




To be educated is
to give ignorance
its proper respect.



Put away the mountains.
Put away the sweets.
Embrace loss to conquer it.

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