Winter Solstice, Tasmania

The Mountain: majestic, wild, beautiful.
A magnificent, ancient mystic. A lonely grandeur and yet an intense simplicity of grace. A rugged freedom of enrichment, strength, solemnity, challenge and creative timelessness. Nature’s solace. Snow covered peaks, pronounced and spectacular, rising starkly to prevail over the landscape, covered by sheets of ice, drifting with clouds and mist. A tangible aura, unpredictable but never bleak or without hope. Crisp, sharp, refreshed, invigorating, renewed inspired.
A whisper, elusive… Silence… Stillness’s… Eternal.