The Mountain

The Mountain.

Majestic. Regal. Devout.

Divine in Nature.

She has experienced a lot in her lifetime. Some that is noticeable by all and some that is captured by only a few that grace her trails.

She remains steadfast, grounded, and upright.

The Mountain.

Towering. Still. All-Knowing.

The bold experience her in all her presence, in all her vulnerability, and learn from her while in tandem learn about themselves.

The courageous trust her journey, trust her provisions, and trust her intuition.

The Mountain.

Sometimes intimidating. Oftentimes breathtaking. Forevermore awakening.

The brave trek through her trails, ascend her peak only to be awestruck at her view, trudge through her valleys, and envelope the serenity of her silence.

The Mountain.

Deserving of respect. Worthy of honor. Roaring of justice.

As I grace her trails, I feel her breath. I hear her strong, steady heartbeat. I breathe in her aroma of truth, protection, and wisdom.

I experience her in all that she has to offer. 

I experience me in all that I have to offer.

The Mountain.