Patagonia, Argentina

Sweeping horizons of the Upsala Glacier and channel with rushing turquoise waters, mist covered mountains and racing clouds broken by beams of sunlight have the power to make the mind still and silence the travelers on the boat. The space is untouched by human works – save the lone low emission boat – preserving what is justly a human heritage. There are few thoughts, analogies, or words that could capture the sheer colossal artistry of this space. Perhaps the greatest poets of the world should be brought here to tell humanity of vast beauty and its power to transform and humble the human mind. If the body were a cathedral, the air as pure as the winds of Patagonia, and its blood as clean as the waters, and its being as still in the midst of movement as the sky, and soul as stirring as the deep blue icebergs and its limbs as profoundly quiet and strong as the glaciers, then mankind would count each of its days, its hours and seconds like deeply devote monks running beads through their fingers with love and care.