Montagne

The air,
Is dense and clean,
It fills more than the lung,
It is a soul enhancer,
The minds steroid.
Hiking through the mountains,
In the infinite,
Isolation of the fog.
The comfort of the pine,
Covers from the intoxication,
Of the disorienting smog.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 11/11/2017 4:31:00 PM
I love your write. It's true The summit brings life to us. Your poem is symbolical. Continue.
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