Vapour Angel

Mountains of old graced with coverings of snow A gift from the heavens in delightful bestow Above these ancients skyscrapers these pillars of rock Crafted from nature, grace one from the flock Sitting silent looking down on her lands Natures creation, a vapour angel so grand In plumage spread taken under her wings These mountains have no voice, but i can hear them sing Capturing the rays of the days last sun Nothing beats nature, she just can't be outdone A new day tomorrow will bring different shapes But this vapour angel, has made this scape http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/nature-8.php