Mountains of morning
Cascading light beckoning
A weary traveller may pause
And watch in wonder as the sun
Unites again with sky

Sweet hidden worlds
Beckoning the seeker
This is but an awakening
From dream into a dream
Into a dream

Mountains of remembrance
Waiting your promised return
A kingdom slumbers
Fitful as a child excited
Hours from Christmas morn

(c) Helen Valentina 2014, Al Rights Reserved

About helenvalentina

Like most people, I have a number of sides to me. The most interesting one probably emerges through my writing, hence this blog. I love to read, and also to write, and so this is a way to share both.
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6 Responses to Aspire

  1. coconutspeak says:

    Very visual and the storytelling is passive. I like the photo as well. Would love your opinion on my blogs :

  2. redgladiola says:

    Beautiful journey. =)

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