So I can see which way to go
Into the everlasting snow?
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[Composed using several photos taken by my friend Ana. My edit with additional layers and textures.]
held for it by a row of ancient trees;
you watch: and the lands grow distant in your sight,
one journeying to heaven, one that falls...
Poem by Rainer Maria Rilke (translated by Stephen Mitchell).
[Composed using a photo provided by my friend Ana. Additional layers and textures added.]