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Two Dragons welcome the sunrise with an improvised dance atop the Andes. Photo by Ryan Gasper.

A Poem I wrote

I hate to think about the walls I´ve built within my mind

To hide away the love, the joy, the tears I cannot find

But purple earth caked to the sides of botas far too new

And waking up at four to dusty clothes and morning dew

The taste of coca rich and sweet that tingles on my toungue

And marveling at mountains painted rainbow by the sun

But most of all the people who I feel I´ve come to know

The places we have been and all the places we will go

The stories we have shared, the mystery of every meal

All of this and all of you are teaching me to feel

(A poem I wrote during our hour long solo walk between the towns of Maragua and Potolo on trek)