Landscape And Poetry

Imagine Loving Life

sams point high point

The trees swayed back and forth along the song of the wind as my tired legs found relief, dangling along the edge of this white mountain. The wind carried the scent of Autumn, telling the trees to bloom and explode in vibrant colors. “I shouldn’t be here”, I thought to myself. My group just left, and I should be with … Read more ...

Landscape And Poetry

It has been so long

It has been so long since I held your hand. I miss the way my fingers intertwine with yours as they all lock together. My fingers would trace over the softness of your skin, our palms would meet and kiss as our pulse rhythmically dance to our feelings for each other. Holding your hand may be an ordinary gesture but … Read more ...

Landscape And Poetry

Imagine Loving Life

Sams Point Outlook

There are so many things I can be grateful for and appreciate in this hike.

The first one is definitely the drivers. There was a lack of drivers. There were too many people that want to go to the hike and not enough drivers. I asked a couple of people if they could make it and a lot could not … Read more ...

Landscape And Poetry

This world can be suffocating

old couple

This world can be suffocating at times. Everyone has their own problems that they need to deal with. Sometimes our burdens are so heavy that we cannot even move, we feel stuck, cornered, unsure of everything and alone. The sun sets and darkness approaches, its cold harsh grip chokes us, the light vanishes from our eyes as we try to … Read more ...

Landscape And Poetry

Imagine Loving Life

mount van hoevenberg view

Looking at this landscape, it is astonishing how everything works well together. Shades of orange, red, pink, yellow and green could be found and yet they all work together to create something beautiful. The trees are very different too. Some are shaped in a cone, some are more triangular, some are too far to see and look like dots, and … Read more ...

Landscape And Poetry

Imagine Loving Life

schunemunk mountain megaliths scramble

I placed my left hand on a tiny outcrop, gripping it with all my might. The stone was hard, coarse, and hot due to the summer sun. Still, I dare not let go of it. It is true, I could be at home right now, drinking a cold beverage, watching the television, and enjoying the air conditioner. But I chose … Read more ...