A poem about a beautiful gorge I have hiked.

Dressed in her colorful garment of the leaves
nature shone with great beauty than perceives
the eye of those who came to enjoy
her gorgeous gorge that brims with joy.

It is a vibrant place that time defies,
a place where strength beauty are allies,
fighting together against the artificial walls
that keep us apart degrading us to trolls.

The gorge reminds us with its silent grace
that we need to open up and slower our pace,
connect through experiences and forget words,
the latter are sticks, the former are swords.

The photos are great yet fail to convey
the magic of the views that insides us stay,
making thoughts and feelings quickly mature
giving rise to something fiery and pure.

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  • celeres on Mar 8, 2011

    cute :D !!!

  • d1dezire on Mar 8, 2011

    we need to open up and slower our pace. i like it

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