WHAT DO WE NEED?

mountaineous: Punch-Drunk Reverie | Tula Top

 

What do we need?

Perhaps, a stream of water.

Some mountains.

Sunshine.

Flowers.

Birds chirping.

We require little

to survive.

Yet the world provides us

with so much more.

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ICY HOT

Ice Fire

 

Cold.

Icy cold.

My toes feel numb.

My fingers tingle.

The wind howls.

Sleep tempts me.

But I must continue

to the top of the hill.

The view waits for me.

Only a few more steps.

Silence wraps its arms around me.

I raise my face to the beauty.

The colors take my breath away.

THE SEA OF MANY COLORS

 

I drift alone in my boat

On the sea of many colors.

A mirror to the pastel sky,

To what resides so high.

The moon peeking from above,

Caressing me like a soft glove.

As I drift along in my boat

On the sea of many colors.