Snow - Capped Mountains Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Snow-capped mountains reaching into the blue sky, looking down into
their deep canyons, feeling their heights while flowing over them,
shadows curling up in the midst of their curves and rocky ledges.

Water churning over boulders, rushing like lava waterfalls, swirling
and bubbling into pools below, much like this interior waterfall]
of thought that never ends.

Clouds black and white racing across the sky to destinations unknown, taking this mind along for the ride, having fun catching their
winds of wispy fluff.