Is there any better feeling on earth
Then touching the sky
Clear, cool mountain air
Fills my lungs
Majestic peaks, pristine lakes and blue skies
Envelop me in a blanket of beauty
Worn smooth from centuries of leather boots scraping its surface
The orange berries of a mountain ash
Gleam on a stunning canvas of lush green pines
A tiny flotilla of miniature canoes and kayaks
Steam up the crystal blue waters of the Fulton lakes below
Two eagles play hide and seek in the clouds
Kings and court jesters of the mountain
Like Horton Hears a Who
We are all just mere specks on this great earth.
It is ours to cherish and protect
At the summit.
This week’s #HappyAct is to stand on a rocky outcrop. My poem, The Summit was inspired by our trip last week to the Adirondacks. The pictures are of Grace on Bald Mountain, near Old Forge, New York.
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