Black Mountain NC
There
are two types of hotel rooms. Those that you can open the curtains and view the
dawn secured by height from the eyes of the world. And then the type that I find myself in this
morning, securely locked away from prying eyes and dawn by the second story and
the door that opens directly to it. I can hear the dawn that the birds are
singing in and I know I am deep in the Appalachians but they are in the holy of
holies and I am locked outside the veil.
Giovanni Battista Lombardi, Veiled Women I have seen this piece at the high in Atlanta and am always locked away from knowing her by her veil. A true masterpiece. |
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