The Mountains Were Calling

October 9, 2015

mountain high

valley low

orange leaves

earthy scent

sheer beauty

mother nature

wondrous creation

foggy sunrises

slanting sunlight

the edge of forever

gentle slope

snow-capped memories

whispering breeze

appreciate tranquility

I am a Marine Mountaineer

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