At The Summit…

Yearning for peace
We left the city limits
Pursuing the sweet music
Of the silent valleys far

 
Calmness welcomed us
As to the top we climbed
At the top we stood soon
Saw a breathtaking view
The breeze enchanting

 
Music of beautiful nature
Filled this lovely world anew
A silent symphony began
As relieved from the stress
We collapsed on the grass
And drifted into a reverie

Poetry & writing are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

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