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A.m. Hayden
W
e know by this, we are in the footsteps of those who understood be still and know
without it written in ancient scrolls, who knew how to collect water from seep springs and
carve channels in bedrock, how to rip mighty echoes through the canyon
to the horizon, to their ancestors, whose smooth shoulders stretched into wing
s
excerpt from:
Mesa Verde, American Saunter (2024)
“
My aim is to saunter, not hike” – John Muir
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