At a Day's End

At a day’s end, the mountains glow. The valleys below stare in disbelief at the color, the contours of the ridge, and the wonder that exists above them. The winds fade, overwhelmed by silence, a sense of peace, as the world awaits for morning.

Up here, on this mountain, we are alpenglow.

Let them stare at us.

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