Upon rocky heights, where the frosted sun kisses, the laughter of winds spins, and the world unravels.

Horizon drapes like a scarf, wrapping the earth in vibrancy, spreading bright like echoes, in every crevice and stream.

Here lies joy, woven through blades of quicksilver, as clouds release their shadows to dance upon valleys, leading us toward eternity.

With each beat of day, we find the pulse of existence, held in a mirror of mountains, where time is silken, and every moment a treasure trove of life.

Rejoice as we wander, beneath the vast, entwined within the vastness of sky.

• Eugène Guillevic