The Tranquil Mountains...

The calming skies of white and gray, brings a breath of fresh air; a tranquility to the soul -- no sound.

Listening to boleros and slow rhythmic sounds, avoiding the cows on the road and holes on the ground; relaxing en route to the tropics and blue waters, brings a feeling of calmness and warmth all around.

The earthy brown soil, an old man tending to his cows, a lonely dog on the hacienda roof, the fresh vegetables and fruits; the feeling of walking bare foot, just take off those boots.

These tranquil skies are high and above, with birds flying free as high above the clouds; no one can hear your thoughts, the best time to scream out loud.

What tranquil skies in front of me; a moment to breath with your own thoughts and be free.

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