Turtle Mountain


My shoes pattered on the surface 

Of this cute little Mountain top

Inhaling all the scents surrounding my senses

Gathering the scene of all nature that surrounded me at that moment in time 

Straining for the first time to get up a small mount 

My breathing calculated my arrival to the top

I listened to the beat of my heart

Cold chills, humid, misty and such

Little worlds danced beneath around my body 

A little living eco system all of its own 

No birds? I asked myself

No animals?

Living plants grew hear and there 

A little bit everywhere 

I love the earth for its splenders

It reminds me of how Human I am

The Turtle ?

The End

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