There is a moment when you hike through the mountains, hills, and valleys of the world. Spots of the world that look untouched by humans, brimming with natural beauty. You reach a peak, a lake, or a gorgeous outcropping of trees. You’re left in awe. Then, as you stand there, taking in the beauty before you, something comes out of the silence. A song. It’s made up of the birds, the wind, and the water and it grows into a symphony, something magical.
