The Foggy Peaks - Philosophical Vignettes
By David Gosselin
The peaks were barely seen that night—they hid
Among a sea of aster-painted clouds.
The skies were filled with stars that shone like pearls
Strewn on the shoals of treasure-laden isles.
The sage and pupil journeyed on, although
Beholding neither earthly fields below
Nor mountaintops rearing their jagged crests
Into the tim…
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