"Nature unveils the heart when its reflections guide us through the mist of our own becoming."
A river flows through dreams held tight
Jagged cliffs rise beneath the muted light
Whispers of mist embrace the stone
In this dance of shadows, solitude is sown
Ripples mirror thoughts that drift and sway
Where mystery blooms in the dawn's soft play
Clarity hides in the veil of the unknown
In this tranquil realm, true selves are grown