Happiness
Happiness does not dwell on flat ground, where ease prevails. It lives on the crests of craggy mountain peaks, in the nooks of valleys secret and green, a mystic shadow, flitting and fleeing at any approach. The path is long, the way is perilous, yet on the summit of a craggy peak is found happiness more sublime than the swiftest flight across flat ground
Copyright © Gracie Woodsinger | Year Posted 2017
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