Colorado in Spring

<div>I stand stationary. A storm approaching.</div><div>The world around me moves.</div><div>&nbsp;</div><div>Trapped in a vegetative valley.</div><div>Voluntarily imprisoned by resting mountains and endless sky. Sky.</div><div>Stretching further than eyes can see. Nature.</div><div>Encapsulating more beauty than minds can process.</div><div>&nbsp;</div><div>Mountains meet atmosphere in a chilling embrace. They escape harsh winds with thick blankets of untouched snow. Deep emerald evergreens proudly tower in the valley where I stand. Less confident, browning shrubs dot the middle of the mountain range. Plants that chose to bury their seeds at the top weren&rsquo;t so lucky.No life prevails on the unforgiving peaks.&nbsp;</div><div>A powerful stream rushes through the valley.</div><div>&nbsp;</div><div>Small yet resilient yellow wildflowers hug the edge of the rushing water. Cherishing its gift of hydration. The clear rapids carry fish-- unwilling hitchhikers-- down the valley without consideration of their desired destination. The dark gray sky twists furiously above. Clouds move with rage as they strike the mountains with blinding white electricity.</div><div>&nbsp;</div><div>&nbsp;</div><div>As I turn around, the other side of the valley yields clear skies. Light blue stretches for miles. The sun breaks through a cloud. And shines rays which illuminate the sparkling stream. Turing back once more to the side of the storm. The mountains remain unmoved. Unbothered.</div><div>The cruel gray skies direct their attacks on the centered mountain.</div><div>&nbsp;</div><div>The rushing creek and crack of thunder compete for my attention. But all my focus is on the tallest mountain. Strong. Solitary. Serene amongst the chaos.&nbsp;</div><div>&nbsp;</div><div>You are my mountain. You are my escape from life&#39;s storms. Amidst the chaos your love remains untainted. Admidst the harshness of this world your love remains stable. All this to say... I love you.</div>