The distant mountain has a silent strength.

The beckoning heights fill my imagination.
I wish I could visit its slopes soon.

I have gone away to travel the world.
Other mountains fill my memory.
Their shapes vary; their colors change.
They are tall, but they are not home.

I have a deep longing for nature.
I wonder what I would see from its distant peak.
The mountain fills my mind with awe.

W. Wayne B.
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