Benedicto

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May your trails be crooked, winding, lonesome, dangerous, leading to the most amazing view. May you rivers flow without end, meandering through pastoral valleys tinkling with bells, past temples and castles and poets towers into a dark primeval forest where tigers belch and monkeys howl, through miasmal and mysterious swamps and down into a desert opt red rocks, blue mesas, domes and pinnacles and grottos of endless stone, and down again into a deep vast ancient unknown chasm where bars of sunlight blasé on profiled cliffs, where deer walk across the white sand beaches, where storms come and go Is lightning clangs upon the high crags, where something strange and more beautiful and more full of wonder than your deepest dreams waits for you– beyond the next turning of the canyon walls. — Edward Abbey

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One Response to “Benedicto”

  1. Kurt Carlstedt Says:

    Directly to the heart of everything. Thank you.

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