⛰️The Happy Mountain Child
I looked up one afternoon and smiled.
The rocks looked like a child laughing at the sky.
Maybe it was only my imagination.
Or maybe the mountains have always spoken in shapes, and we each hear them a little differently.
Notice that it doesn’t ask the reader to believe anything. It simply invites them into your experience.
We don’t all see the same mountain.
One person sees weathered granite.
Another sees a child’s face.
Perhaps wisdom isn’t convincing someone else to see what you see.
Perhaps it’s allowing both views to exist.
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