Riding up a Mountain

Drink in the forest

Green and glorious.

Getting drunk on its beauty

I drown in the fresh air,

Sweet with the fragrance of life

like a drug in my veins.

Joy overrides caution,

I am free…

I can’t contain myself

my spirit soars…

For now the concrete jungle forgotten

as I ride up the mountain,

surrounded by forests,

lost in wonder.

-Theresa Lazt

Author: piercedatthedoor

I am a follower of Jesus Christ. I grew up on a farm in Saskatchewan, Canada. I enjoy writing, reading and drinking tea out of tea cups. This blog is kind of a fun little hobby of mine.

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