Mountains Breath

A Poem

Sun sinking in the west.
Silt soft between curling toes.
A grounding breath.
Inward.
Steady.
Inhaling the serenity of the mountain.
Exhaling the steadiness of the Earth.

Shafts of sun rays piercing clouds,
Cotton candy, lavender
Reflections on water.

An Ospreys spreading wings.
Water sprays from roused feathers,
Coalescing into rainbows.
Pale beak dipping down,
To claim its prize.
Snakeskin shimmering in sunlight.

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