John Martin

John Martin
Great Day of his Wrath

Tuesday, 13 October 2009

Sanctum



Losing all sense of direction in pathless woods.

Hearing waves rhythmically break on a wild shore.

The overpowering sight and scale of a mountain.

That complete sense of feeling away from it all.


Because there’s a magic in these places.

That guides me slowly get back to where I want to be again.

Getting back into natural rhythms and feeling alive.

A calm solitude and powerful vastness to awe at.

Feeling alone in a beautiful world.

Take me there.

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