Till then i yield to this precious escape, i surrender to these open solitudes…
~to where this feast of verdant hues slopes down to the valley below..
~to where the young mountain river twists and turns in eddies and swirls around boulders huge..
~to where sun dappled apple orchards are abuzz and vibrant with fruit galore..
~and to where the vertiginous cliffs and dignified mountains stand as ageless silent sentinels…”