Words burn within me
To tell all the others
The beauty I saw today.
The mountain’s high crest
The forest’s red haze
The foam of the river’s spray
A piercing of light
A wind tossed swallow
The mist of a mountain’s shroud
The boldness of color
The caress of a breeze
The wisps of a wind scattered cloud
But the deepest things
That are caught in my soul
In muted aching cry
Are the flash of a smile
The gleam of teeth
The light in a villager’s eye
A faint shy smile
A word exchanged
And laughter quick and keen
These are the treasures
That I long to share
From all that today I have seen.
Originally written in February of 2017, this poem came to mind after my day today.
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