The most beautiful place I have ever been. My deepest spiritual experience was waking up to a moonlit lake and watching as a heavy fog rolled over the tops of the trees, cascaded down over the surface of the lake and washed over my tent.
The most beautiful place I have ever been. My deepest spiritual experience was waking up to a moonlit lake and watching as a heavy fog rolled over the tops of the trees, cascaded down over the surface of the lake and washed over my tent.
Here at the edge of this world
Here I gaze at a pantheon of oak, a citadel of stone
If this grand panorama before me is what you call god,
Then god is not dead
- In The Shadow of Our Pale Companion - Agalloch
