Rustic rainbows strewn upon the ascending slopes
stroking serenity with streaks of gold and lavender
beneath the soothing turquoise canvas.
Finding a hug of Mother Earth's bounty in beauty
while stopping and letting the eyes trace the seconds
with a quill of awe
over how nature's artist in silent splendor
paints the soul the hues of rapture.
Scents of blooms intoxicate in calming magic
before feet descend to stroll the path
where the two faces of the hills meet.
And stroll in the hearth of scenic bliss
where the heart gets lost
in the mantle of vibrant array,
for awhile becoming apart the mesmerizing bouquet.
Mind slipping into the rut of memories
from the concrete citadels
possessing a life's decor with such cold outlines,
happy to find a respite of tender moments
amid places that let one feel
life become its own paradise
when inhaling the spell of pure unblemished beauty.





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