We all have secrets. Some we will die with and others God has already judged. We are closer to secrets than a whisper stroking the ins of another's ear. But there are places like such that hold the same. The wandering of many who have passed or dream to pass such an existence. The peace is the secret. The offering, the ability, the vast space complied of everything though nothing is in the sight of my distance. How far away are your secrets or do they linger forever at the wake of your mornings and the sleep of your nights? I was introduced to this place only yesterday. Welcome to one of my secrets.