The cool air whispered in my ear.
A place I go to have no cares.
Beautiful hues starting to show,
another season has to go.
Rich textures entangle my thoughts.
I step off a plain, where hectic life never stops.
Looking around, I inhale nature's beauty.
Nowhere else do I feel content just standing.
I head back down the mountain,
in awe of it's splendor.
Knowing when I return,
it will show me more reasons to be tender.