Item Icon
\"Reading Printer Friendly Page Tell A Friend
★★★★★ (1)
Rated: E · Poetry · Nature · #2022610

Experiencing morning in nature stirs the soul

Mountain Morning



The stir of the morning fire; the smoke

The ancient smell of hickory and oak

Takes me to a place never seen, but a place I’ve been

Many lives before

As the sunrise greets me; the roar of the creek

The frosty morning nips my cheek

Amidst the torment, I stand content

With my old soul


© Copyright 2014 Junglejack (jboles at Writing.Com). All rights reserved.
Writing.Com, its affiliates and syndicates have been granted non-exclusive rights to display this work.