Your Peak
The mount of your grace has stolen my
innocence. Your peak ascends my dignity
as the beauty of the sun setting in the west
calls my name. Your elevation reads like a
verse of mighty vigor. Below the shadows of
a cloud, you carry a bald eagle soaring to
catch his prey. If the distance is too wide,
you shall feel my warmth glazing into your
majestic images. I have been released as I
walk through the valley leading to your
presence. The spirit I catch fills my essence
with pure enlightenment. No valley is too
deep and no river is too shallow. You carry
these natural wonders beneath and in between.
The power of your existence will always remain
in the wonder of Mother Nature’s hands. She
has birthed true elegance which reveals a
passion for the world to comprehend. Your
magnitude showers efficacious desires to climb
and reach the top. May we all strive with
perseverance to attempt to reach the heights
of your elevation. Then maybe...just maybe,
we can settle into the grace of your solemn peak.
Mountains Contest
Sponsor: Julia Ward
Date Written: July 17, 2016
Copyright © Lu Loo | Year Posted 2016
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