Last Summer's Hike
When all excitement fades and my body can no longer take it,
I push myself to take one more step
Just one more.
I take that step, and see the result of it:
Summit. I made it.
With a renewed breath, I take in the scenery of green mountains as it contrasts with the blue sky
I stand, as my mind settles – I see the overlapping valleys, a river courses its way in between them and adrenaline rushes in my veins
I didn’t eat, and forgot water
the hike is only a mile
my body doesn’t yearn for nourishment anymore
The soft breeze caresses my shoulders and
intertwines with my curly hair –
The sun shines brightly, warms up my back
and I know this is where I belong
Nature is my home.
Silence overcomes me when I see the vastness of the mountains – I realize the sky is not scraped
Only the trees gently sway in the limitless horizon
This is what my heart desires:
Adventure followed by tranquility.
My cousin stands on the rock opposite me, with his hands on his hips
His sister sits on the rock beside me, blissful, with a twinkle in her eyes
Now I know
the summit of Table Rock is the best place to be.