Who owns such a piece of serene beauty
That would never sway with the wind
Or would die with the burning flames of summer
Or freeze with the squalls of winter?
From an airplane window, some mountains look like lumps of chocolate
Garnished with green slivers of mint, with icing draping its sides
From the ground, mountains fill the horizon with
Regal majestic stance, inviting people to go hither
"Come to me, " the Mountain whisphers
"because you own me,
"Any creature is invited to climb my cliffs and crags
"And taste the sweet and fragrant beauty
"In my Bosom.."
---vic costes
THANKS TO DAHMAN OF PANGASINAN.ORG FOR THE USE OF THESE PHOTOS FROM HIS WEBSITE !
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