And the beauty

It speaks to me that beauty of the hills
Biting at the corners of my mind
eating into my soul and burying itself
So deeply down
It cannot leave
Flowing through my blood swirling
I don’t want it to leave me alone
Now I have found it’s deep bite
Such sweetness
Filling my heart
I am finally filled with peace and tranquility
Whole and complete with a deep need
To have this completeness always
Fill me from
The inside out
I have all I desire and want
Beautiful storm drenched skies above
Call to me to watch them properly
With the awe of a newborn child
Drink them in
Yet never learn
Everything that there can be done
Learn the beauty of the hills I love
Their changing moods far and wide
Changing their faces
Never the depths
Always speaking to me with soothing tones
Through the wind and rain their calm undertones prevail
And I am once more
Just as before
A complete being able to find solace



Author: ailsacawley

I have written since I can remember, devouring the stories of Roald Dahl under the covers by torchlight. I have always loved fairy tales, myths and magic. A good deal of the things I write has some truth in it. Others, not. I’m pleased you dropped by, please feel free to leave me a comment or if you’re kind enough to share that’s fine. ☺️

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