My Beloved is the mountains, . . . silent music, sounding solitude . . .

"My Beloved is the mountains,
And lonely wooded valleys,
Strange islands,
And resounding rivers,
The whistling of love-stirring breezes,

The tranquil night
At the time of the rising dawn,
Silent music,
Sounding solitude,
The supper that refreshes, and
deepens love."

St. John of the Cross
16th century Spanish mystic

Photo: Pasqueflower, Vedauwoo Recreation Area, Medicine Bow National Forest, WY, April 13, 2015