INFINITI HUGS
read, candid,
hours lying, now suspended,
solitary or grouped, by
defined profiles or shapeless masses that herald the storm,
quickly pushed by the wind or immovable mountain peaks, silhouetted in
'blue or reverse sides of the mountains,
like white sheets and wrap around the shapely nakedness.
not have obstacles,
overwhelm everything they encounter,
invade it, embrace it
involving them in their eternity.
Man, lucky viewer of such grandeur,
can only stand and watch and get lost in the infinity surprised
mystics
scenarios that only nature can offer.
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