Into the high

 

When I climb a hill

There’s a flute playing in my ears.

Boulders become the drums,

My heart beats match the choir.

Lightening in my eyes,

With feet dancing.

Whilst my head spears

Through those silvery clouds,

My mind wanders

Into an unseen wonderland.

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I desire to stop the Time.

I wish to spread my wings.

I dream the free flight.

I climb up, fly down.

Like him, the Seagull.

 

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Photography, Poems

The Alps. The Dolomites. The mountains beckon.

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One thought on “The Alps. The Dolomites. The mountains beckon.

  1. Vinuthe beautiful poem. It really took my memories to Alphs mountains. Their breath taking beauty will inspire you to write at least few lines about the serenity you experience when you reach the top. I had similar inspiration when I was in Elba.

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