The View from Near

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While walking in the woods one day,

Something caught my eye.

Peering down from beyond the pines

Stretching toward the sky.

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Enshrouded above in mystery

Clouds covering it like a veil,

How it does call out to me

To ascend an unknown trail.

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Oh, majestic Mountain Peak,

Your request I soundly hear.

The decision I must now make:

Shall I view you from far or near?

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What of the view from afar,

Beheld safely at a distance?

Always wondering what it’d be like.

The path of  least resistance.

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What of the view from atop,

Trekking up a trail so steep?

And if at your peak I’d stop,

I’d fall to the ground and weep.

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For to look out from the point

Where I’d tip-toe to touch the sky,

Breathing in all four directions

Feeling like I could fly.

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Wonderful would be my words

Insightful and inspired.

Finding answers I may seek

Before I have retired.

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Far would my gaze then descend

To the pines where below I stand.

And I’d say to my fear and my doubt,

The view from near is grand.

~ @A Poetic Path, 2013

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