Dipping forward,
towards the flash of light peeking out from side the mountain top,
looking past my surroundings,
I find worth and acceptance.
Light headed and spinning with black becoming white,
stumbling over amazement and opportunities at every crossing. Undeniably looked over in the past,
brings appreciation for what was once for granted by state of mind.
Moisture comes with the breeze softly,
as my head turns towards the musky clouds slowly descending upon the mountain peeks.
Stabbing into the sky as if reaching for an escape to the universe.
A once untold story becomes an open book waiting to be read.