At 11,000’ in the mountains, there is nothing more deafening than the sound of the eternal present.
by Alan Stroeve
As I inhale and exhale, there is a bright light in front of my eyes as the winds carry the clouds away.
Nothing to think or say as I listen to Nature in its purest form.
I hear nothing more than the natural process of life as the water drops fall to the forest floor and in the distant, local fauna make their presence known.
I am nothing more than a mere microphone, quietly listening and recording all of the sounds transpiring around me.
OH, what it is to truly live in the eternal present……..