Your Peak

The mount of your grace has stolen my innocence. Your peak ascends my dignity as the beauty of the sun setting in the west calls my name. Your elevation reads like a verse of mighty vigor. Below the shadows of a cloud, you carry a bald eagle soaring to catch his prey. If the distance is too wide, you shall feel my warmth glazing into your majestic images. I have been released as I walk through the valley leading to your presence. The spirit I catch fills my essence with pure enlightenment. No valley is too deep and no river is too shallow. You carry these natural wonders beneath and in between. The power of your existence will always remain in the wonder of Mother Nature’s hands. She has birthed true elegance which reveals a passion for the world to comprehend. Your magnitude showers efficacious desires to climb and reach the top. May we all strive with perseverance to attempt to reach the heights of your elevation. Then maybe...just maybe, we can settle into the grace of your solemn peak. Mountains Contest Sponsor: Julia Ward Date Written: July 17, 2016