How clear is the air found at a mountain's top,
And breathing this freshness, clarifies all things,
At such high altitude, oxygen can drop,
Then movement slow's, but thoughts fly swift on wings,
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I am at peace once agin, reading this, Ern..You have beautifully captured the scene..I was refreshed..thanks, Ern, You made my day beautiful because of this write of yours, , love and hugs, Meggie
Beautifully encapsulated Ernestine - the clarity of this poem is quite stunning. i love the way you have managed to create a real sense of serenity. Warmest wishes, Justine.
Your pastel painting of the peaceful highlands brings the tranqullity to the endless travellers.Many thanks Erne.
Ernestine, How many times have you been to a mountaintop and gazed on the surrounding world in all its glory.Stir's the mind clear'es the nasal passages and reminds you that it will take you 3 hours to get back to the road and its going dark already. All the best Sid John.xx
I tried to encapsulate these sentiments in 'A Vertical Haiku' Despite the liberty of extra space I feel you've done it far far better. Well done Tony
I do love the ocean so but there is something about mountain air and the pristine peace I find there... Thank you for sharing your lovely thoughts. Esther : ]
Dear Ernestine, this is so strange, just after I responded to Dee Daffodil on her poem 'The Rock', I see your great piece, if you see the comment I wrote on her piece you may agree as to why it was so strange This is wonderful, flying high so true,10! without fail, Love Duncan X
... and serenity you bring. A a moment's clarity, too. You have a way - can't quite put my finger on it - of drawing the reader into the atmosphere you depict right from the outset. A fine piece, as ever.
What a beautiful poem, you have captured the feeling perfectly. Andrew x