Thursday, February 15, 2024

At the crest of the hill


Coming home, there’s always this point 
At the crest of the hill, 
Just before we descend to the coast, 
When the mountains, the water, 
The trees and the sky coalesce 
Into a perfect union of disparate parts, 
 Revealing the glorious oneness 
 Of all that has been created for our enjoyment.

1 comment:

Luis Serrano said...

Una vista hermosa que al natural lo será aún más al abarcar con la mirada mucha más longitud de horizonte.