In 17 Syllables…
Craggy peaks above.Crystal alpine lakes below.Lost in the beauty.
For years it beckoned.Calling from the depths. Here now,In Desolation.
In amongst the trees, Immersed in nature’s playground.Just the here and now.
Against the backdropof an ominous sky. Therainbow is the gold.
Sappy symmetry,full of possibility.New life waits within.