Is this an upward climb, or a downward stride — the stance, in respite, a reflection of the moment. Up, or down, that pause to contemplate — where, next, that step?
Sometimes, whether up or down, ascent or descent, the momentary pause to reckoning — I’m here. That’s enough: I know only that.
I’m here. Looking out.
T | The North Islands
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