Every Direction

The stormy weather was over and lovely snow-capped mountains rose up and displayed their majestic beauty.

I transported myself atop the crest, looking in every direction and seeing all that there was to be seen.

I held hands with a woman beside me, a beautiful person with long, dark hair, who loved me unconditionally.

Time stood still as we peered out into the endless vistas before us.

She and I became one with each other, and we became one with the universe, which surrounded us in every direction.

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January 27, 1999
This Poem is Copyright (C) 1999 by Donald B. Hodges.
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