Mountains Hugging Me Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Riding down the mountains in a tour bus, on our way home,
getting caught behind a wide load truck and being forced
to drive real slow behind it.
Going through mountains, rising high into the atmosphere
on either side of us.
I sense their closeness and stop writing for a moment.
Feeling the mountains holding me closely, hugging me in
my mind.
An awesome feeling of being loved and respected by mother
nature herself.