I don't want to leave
This place
Is too beautiful
To put into words
And I am afraid
I will forget this beauty
And how it makes me feel
I am in love and terrified
If I drop, there is nothing to catch me
And yet, a part of me wants to
Cascade down like the falls
There is a lake beneath
I would be at home
Just another ring on a tree trunk
Mountains are the measure of the Earth's age
And these ones are ancient
They are the roots of the previous epoch's Himalayas
I am at one of the world's oldest graveyards
And all around me is a wedding of life
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