Below the Still Mountain Top
Below a still mountain top
I was walking through the woods below a still mountain top.
In the valley where small furry animals played amongst the trees.
A dear looking up from a drink at the stream to smell my scent.
As I continued to walk I saw many natural wild flowers like dew drops on the valley.
In the distance a mother bear was playing with her cubs.
It being so surreal as the mounts stands as a reminder of having a peaceful quiet soul.
Copyright © Heather Brearley | Year Posted 2020
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