For those that prefer
Prettier linguistics
A play on the senses of
Hearing, sight and touch...
A church bell rings out
Ever so softly
In the background
Overpowered by natures'
Summertime tune
While the wind blows
Upon my face
From the west...
The direction of home,
Yet in this moment,
I am at home here,
On this ledge,
On top of this mountain,
Overlooking beauty
Both manmade
And God created,
A sight to be kept
For all...
My days to come,
A blessing,
I wish for
ALL!
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