Mountains, poetry by PETER RUELLAN

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Mountains of life
Mountains like castles
Dark blue at their bottoms
White robes decorate their tops
Smaller hills nearby shine
Diamonds sparkle in their midst
To argue the attraction
That I feel to them
To romp through those trails
To witness the arrangement
Of rocks piled high in channels
A beautiful erosion of the planet
Totally awake now, I walk forward
Climbing steep rocky trails
The sunlight wraps its arms around me
Sometimes I worry
That some unseen enemy
Might be waiting
Just around the corner
But then I am presented
With yet another beautiful
Valley equipped with pine trees
And sparkling clear running streams
----peter ruellan---