The Magical Mountain
Peaks so wonderful
They remain my own escape
Lonely but lovely
After a day's work
My refuge I seek to write
Of forgotten love
Summer filled with green
Winter is all white with ice
Their mood warm or cold
Breathing and living
Only in the fresh mountain
My pen glides with glee
There I dream of elfs
And fairies on a game tour
With bells chiming loud
To lay on fresh grass
And breathe in the cool wisdom
Of inspiration!
O God of Mountains
Be Majestic Forever
Such is my sole wish
A mere traveller
I am only in passing
You are eternal!
Name: Anoucheka Gangabissoon
Copyright © Anoucheka Gangabissoon | Year Posted 2012
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