Climbing the Dew Kissed Mountain

wf flowerSilent breeze blows limbs

Stirring red carnation leaves.

A waterfall waits.

 

Ivy curls around

Draped across the rolling hills.

Soft branches brush stone.

 

In the distant heat

The night lily opens slow.

Alabaster blush.

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