Peaks
Dark clouds encircled the majestic peaks
Hovering, lingering, around the tips
Hiding the summit above.
Enshrouded in thick mist
dark, like a mysterious enigma.
Swirling and dancing to the winds refrain.
Clearing for only a moment,you glimpse
Casting your eyes on peaks
that have stood centuries of time.
7/2/12
Copyright © Phyllis Babcock | Year Posted 2012
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