Monday, April 15, 2019

Looking up existence

Climbing without rope
I reached the highest point
There upon the alpine peak
The clouds and fog covered rock
I was able to feel long forsaken hope
White clouds made the view surreal
Through the unique experience 
Nature provided perfect music
The sound of winds whip along
It was devastatingly cold
The soft beauty
Matched with rock and chasms
The world before me is mysterious
Offers life victorious