In the spirited shine of the sky’s swaying sea, I savor the sun and schlepp my sweet steel stringed sound singer to the summit of a substantially statured and spacious southern Sierran slope.
My sauntering slows to a stroll as I approach a stretch of steepened stairway.
Solidarity sustained by the striking symphony of splendor and sublimity.
Smiling and singing, I swiftly step, submerged in a superfluous semblance of pine and juniper.
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To address the sheer unsubstantiated beauty is something I strive for.
Seeking the sacred song that stirs these sonorous surroundings.

-GKT