Written by: Phyllis Babcock

 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.