Mother Nature's Rhyme Poem by Tia Maria

In the early morning air, every little care
lifts with the rising sun.
When I feel the time, to unwind
this is where I come.

The burning pain is worth the gain
as we begin the climb.
Pretty patches of flowers
with their captivating powers,
offer a chance to rest a while

Then that second wind comes
and with hearts beating like drums,
we are on the ascent again.
At Crystal falls we drink and pause
while tranquility settles in.

We cannot stay though we have all day
still further we must go.
And finally when we reach the Sphinx,
our chosen peak,
we feast upon the view

The green of the hills are just the frills
wrapped at the skirt of the mountains high
And as eagles soar in the pale blue sky
I know this is my place to be.....