I was an early explorer to this area.
I dreamt of an inaccessible mountain.
I ascended to the southeast edge of the south face,
enduring glacier climbs and gullies,
then layers upon layers of snow.
That was when I caught a glimpse of sunrise.
The auburn rocks reflected the diverging rays through ice,
as if flames were lighting the way.
I wanted to live in that moment forever,
but I knew I couldn’t stay.
A rift valley pulls away continental plates.
I’m immersed in groundwater reserves.
The marine environment spills its secrets,
revealing a map of historical formations.
I catch a glimpse of the world before,
from the shoals to the undersea range.
I dig in for the odyssey of survival,
but know in due course it will change.
I once thought I was distinguished.
I let myself be ruined.
I hadn’t realized my suffering,
was vital to enlightenment.
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