Mountain Meadow a poem


Mountain Meadow

Climbing ever higher from the swaying grass below

Winding road and expansive vistas

Dusty and rough the road leads on

Cliff edge and mountain side

Tall pines cling precariously among the rocks

Upward climbing curves and switchbacks

The path is narrow and the way is steep

Traversing a volcano now asleep

Rounding the bend reaching the meadow at last

Hues of green and gold before us

The mountain’s secret now revealed

Nestled amongst the towering peaks

God’s glory and wonder’s speak

Aspens tower over the meadow

Golden leaves tremble and quake

Wind tossed and sunlit

A beautiful sight to behold

This amber glow

Majestic and lofty this Mountain Meadow

Worth the climb to bask in the meadow’s hue

© 2016 Leo J. Woodman


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