I am a mountain lover…
Mountains give me a sense of all things…
I lust for the joy of the summit…
No matter how long it takes to reach it.
Mountains are dotted warmly…
More rock than wood…
With a blanket of vibrant colors, sprinkling the sheets of white…
Knowing all the moods of the weather…
On the mountain life is harmonious…
Absorbing my worries, anxious thoughts, and fears…
I stand enthralled by the strangeness and the beauty…
Until my mind is quiet.
It is easy to forget that the outdoors exists…
Yet without it, something doesn’t feel right inside me…
My mind becomes a thoughtful melancholy…
Only one brick wide.
Yet when I stand in the middle of a mountain…
I become long-sighted…
The magnified minutia all disappears…
Yes, I’m a mountain lover…
They are peace to me.
I love you,
Annie