On the mountain
I see an eagle go by,
See a crowd of horses
Gallop their way
Thru the meadow below
Am reminded of a cry
I once cried to the one above,
A memory from long ago.
Am blessed
to have risen
above
that tormented night
to scale the peaks
of my inner landscape
to reach the mountain top
and enjoy the beautiful view
from within that overflows
to all that is around me now.
Am grateful to reach the beginning
Of a new journey that life has offered me.
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