The car glides on the smooth mountain road,
making the turn barely in time
to watch a herd of deer
run through the grassy meadow
that rises up on the far side.
The air is filled with the sweet fragrance
of fresh grass and pine.
I’ve been here too many times
on this mountain road
to watch this herd of deer
and smell the air
that fills me of longing for more.
Yet I don’t know where…
I’ve never been here…
Not even today…
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