It is getting cooler, as the mountains get closer, and stretch like effortless giants, reaching the blue skies. It is windier and the seals find the spot perfect. They swim between chuncks of ice that have detached from the iceberg, or just lay on one of them. The shades of colors flow into my eyesight like the water falls in to the enigmatic Fjord. The vessel slows down as the space is tighter, and the sliding glacier becomes almost touchable. The sensation of being a little dot in so much awesommeness is invading me. As we come and go to life and from Mother Earth with joys and accomplishments, luckily this eternal nature flow will continue to dance eternally being always beatiful, impressive, and in real terms inaccessible.
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