Mountain path rises and narrows as peak approaches- looming closer growing wild.... advancing height as journey shortens.
Distant view reveals cascading waterfalls descending like champagne into deep vessels.... overflowing like fountains of hot lava exiting volcanic eruption.
Peak closes in as final ridge gives way to highest point where all that's seen is rugged land waste resembling years past- the joy of victory the sorrow of loss and strife.
Limitless sight spins its morning star. I see as far as old horizons give and take amid the glow of old and new light from distant days- the glimmering rays now fading to history- recorded scenes gone from here and now but living still unchanged.
Peak darkens as day closes- a lantern swings and turns another tide.
Last Edit: Apr 2, 2023 14:25:43 GMT 9.5 by fjrogers
Distant peaks emerge....clear as day. The hermit's lantern turns to guide the way. Hermit's Way - F. J. Rogers