In the chapels of the divine, where spirituality is the only religion, I walked beside the feet of giants. Entrapped by the helms of ships to be I found solidarity in solitude. So I write to you, to all those who wish to partake on this journey with me, to suspend their own beliefs, their own lives as they know it, live as I did, for a moment, for a syncopated second, as we, together see the dance of nature.
—J.T. Prescott “A Song of Winter”