Beauty


The beauty as I look toward the mountain
The golds browns reds and greens
flow from the hills like a cascading fountain
to me calm this wonderous magesty
of colors round me
fall the name as it describe
how magnificant all around
every mountain valley tree and town
the face of filtering sunshine
as it sways and dances with the wind
the glistening diamonds on colors blend
a beautiful gathering to send
look ahead and see the beauty
floating round rocks down streams
standing atop round each bend
watching waiting the end to send
from a glorious mass of flames
through the seasons peak
like the river descends
to find all bare and clear in the end

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