By B.K.
Date: 2008 Nov 20
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A View From The Hill

The cloud bank
Looked like grey stones
Terraced across the sky
Laced amidst a jade peach hue
In the dawn of a peeking blue sky
Walking along my head cranes
While my mind casts the view
The first crisp cold Autumn morn
Natures natural prayer renewed
In that awe inspiring moment
Of breathtakingly spiritual truth
One beauty of Mother Natures call
To love and the radiant art of romance  
In life’s spectacular dance with Fall