It was not the search for enlightenment
In the foggy Santa Ynez mountains.
It wasn’t the beauty of a panoramic view.
It was the solitude
That nurtured my soul,
The peace in my steps
On the dusty trail floor.
I was quietly listening
To the color of my hopes,
The vision in my heart.
I was deciding my future
In the landscape of unspoken words.
©️mft
Crow On The Wire 
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Beautiful scene and your words capture it perfectly 🙂
Thanks, Charlie. 🙂
Beautiful image and beautiful words. Thank you 🙂
Your welcome. 🙂
What a wonderful way to wake up this morning those are my thoughts when i see my view in the mornings from my living room window love it!❤️❤️❤️
You must have good Karma to be blessed with that view. 🙂🙂
Ain’t solitude refreshing 🙂
It definitely is. Wish I could get there on a more regular basis. 🙂