Another me

In valleys full of mist
and rain

the mountain casting itself beyond my eyes of such indulging content to my heart

like a birth of spring
As a flower shows its tenderness to every petal

The gentle wind touching every pore over me a delight to this moment

I close my eyes pretending it will last forever...
never stopping

Enjoying all my weaknesses to its needs
my senses are lost

In this calm....fulfilling..

How real is this i ponder
With my smiles

I continue to walk....slowly