May 17, 2016
At the top of the turbulent Urubamba River stood the secret city of Macchu Picchu. My first step on the Earth’s ancient stairs woke the Mother of Stone. A high city of laddered stones built deep in the lost jungle, inside the Andean mists. “Climb-up with me, hermana”, she whispered. The whip of the wind...
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A wonderful serenity has taken possession of my entire soul, like these sweet mornings of spring which I enjoy with my whole heart. I am alone, and feel the charm of existence in this spot, which was created for the bliss of