Climbing A Mountain During Fall
Climbing a mountain during fall
Laura
My head tilted upward toward the sky as I scanned the distant horizon in front of me. High above me stands a creation unfinished by god; clouds cover the top of the mountain so only half remains, and the other half is forgotten. Tree?s that like a fire, ablaze a trail to the top, but instead I follow the man-made trail. Crushed leaves cover the worn down path, and rocks outline the trail. Instead of listening to the sounds of a busy street or a crowded hallway, I listen to the sounds of nature. The song of many different birds, and the pitter patter of many leaves that collide with the branches on there descent to the ground, are the sounds I hear. Moving closer to the mountain, a slight incline appears. My legs are not used to this and in an instant they become tired, although this feeling soon submerges after you gradually get used to the inclines. The mountain therefore has become one with your body.
Every mountain always has a different surprise waiting for you at the top, and the thrill of seeing what it has to offer makes me want to climb
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