New Zealand Sunrise
I see the mountain far aloft,
Its grace and beauty shine and oft',
I wonder from which vantage best,
to seek the wonders of its crest.
Yet this mound I wish not to climb,
for from here is the most sublime,
a feeling, when it's needed most.
To conquer'd make this pang a ghost.
So I'd prefer to sit and dream.
Than lose forever, what I seek.
Copyright © Thomas Munro | Year Posted 2020
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