Breathe in.
Feel the mist against your skin. See the endless depth of the horizon, and know that even should you follow it there would be another mountain there.
Breathe out.
Sense the heartbeat of the sleeping lake, the cool press of its tendrils against your skin. The air is alive with motion, and yet somehow everything around you is still.
Breathe in.
You are the creamy white of the depthless sky. You are the purple blue of the painted clouds. Your feet in the water are planted, chilled and fed and blessed.
Breathe out.
Image by Sarah Monks. Sarah is a multi-talented world wanderer, who took this photograph while traveling through the wilds between Canada and the US.