Mountains
Early morning first light, sneaking through
a wandering gaze out onto a sea of fog.
A cool and glorious mountain tree top view
away from the city traffic and smog.
Beneath the breeze's hands, nature is dining,
sipping the morning sunshine wine,
rambling through the lush green, alluring
woodlands. Clutching moss shrouds the pine
softening the sounds of nature.
Life savoring and nurturing the crystal clear blue water that flow
through rocks to appease the colorful fish. That feature
the thought of enchantment where your heart does go.
5/25/2017
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