Wednesday, October 30, 2013

Escape



Listening to the roaring running river Calms me
Tall mountains that seem impossible to Climb
The feeling is like watching the sunrise After twelve hours of darkness

I wonder if the mountains, trees, and Clouds see how beautiful they are in the Reflection of the water
My problems fade with the cold mist
This is a place where one can think, forget, and find true piece within



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