Dantes’ Mountain

Skies linger over cloud conversations
whispered from the edges
out of view of the setting sun
hanging on for just a moment,
balanced on tips of rock
ready and waiting
for the falling over
into the abyss.
Guiding stars wait patiently
for the tired journeyman dallying
eager to touch his feet
on the doorstep of home,
yet entranced by the beauty of now,
he watches the moments pass
and light dances for seconds for his delight
steady step as darkness draws nigh
he moves to the pace
of his deepest breath.
Eyes gaze into the heavens
as he questions the folly of his quest,
empty-handed yet a mind filled to overflowing,
memories gathered here and there
on moments when strangers passed,
his solitary walk nearing the end
and his passion for tales spinning in his mind,
he is coming home
to his peace.

Spent a little time today tampering with my watercolors and came up with this piece. I call it Dantes’ Mountain. A peace filled day off before a new week starts, and a day of snacks to come and some football (go team!) hopefully not as bad a game as last week (go away team was yelled more than once). Peace and love and a blessed Sunday to all ❤
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