Breathing in the crisp fresh air as sunrise welcomes day,
Hoping that the mist won’t lift and take my dreams away.
Such a peaceful scene to greet my eyes by morning light,
Soft tinting of the landscape so restoring to my sight.

My spirit is empowered by the blush of morning skies,
I watch the brand new day bidding her welcome to my eyes.
I’m hypnotized by nature, as I’m caught within her spell
So grateful for the grandeur of this place I know so well.

For many years, this sacred place high up upon the hill
Has been my secret haven, I don’t mind the wintry chill
For here the air is fresh and pure, and no pollution reigns
I pray that man won’t spoil her, and this beauty will remain.

Our forests are the breath of life, replenishing the air,
The greenness of her hills and valleys quite beyond compare,
There’s such a special blessing as the lazy sun peeps through
Dissolving all the spectral mists to give a different view.

by artyjules

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