As I stood gazing at the cloud-shrouded peak
In the foreground, not so far away,
I knew that the ascent would begin
with the 'morrow's sunrise.
Having begun this journey on a distant land,
life's ever unending twists and unseen turns
has made reaching this mountainous view,
a personal best among my life's goals.
But the quest is not complete --
The journey ends at the summit and
there lies the mirroring of my very life.
It is about the summit before my own eyes!
She presents Herself as I could only image before ...
I cast a respectful gaze upon Her this day.
Honoring Her life, I stand humbled in the moment.
.
She is steep, lush with vegetation.
But, also She like me, we are worn over time
and weathered by the onslaught of
Mother Nature's temperament and tempest.
Her listing slightly, so much like my own listing,
brought about year after year of wear and tear,
marks boldly Her staunch unyielding nature.
She hides, so well, any pathway to make rising to Her
summit that much more daunting from this distance,
knowing not Her secrets until, perhaps,
they are revealed too late!
So as the end of day slowly presents the last
sliver of golden rays -- I bow in Her presence.
Searching the depths of my very soul to find
that mystical connection that She has been
mysteriously sending.
That magnetic energy that brings me to Her doorstep.
Such a long journey - finally --
begins and ends with the 'morrow's sunrise.
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