“Timeless sea breezes,
that for aeons have
blown ancient rocks,
you are purest space
coming from afar…”– Rainer Maria Rilke
Along the dynamic shores of Acadia National Park in Maine, the ocean continues its relentless assault. On calm summer days through tumultuous winter storms, the waves and tides wash and whip the land’s rocky edge. Acadia is eternal. It was this way before this place had a name. And it will be here for you whenever you need it. Photo courtesy of J.K. Putnam.
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