Dignified mountains stand firmly
against the night sky. The moon
peers silently from behind and blows
kisses of sparkling silver through
the heavens

Cobble stones tell stories of long ago
as they unevenly hobble through the streets.
Knobs of browns and greys bow down
to the majestic giants. A gentle breeze
breaks through the peaceful scenery
pulling back my hair as I take in the

smell of the dew-dampened mountain air.