Written by Niamh Kelly
Art by Pixabay
from a laboured ascent up a mountain slope.
The struggle known by every muscle
Yet still being urged on to climb.
Loose rocks shift underfoot
And could easily tumble in a cascade.
The foothills below are capped with fallen scree.
Eyes fixed on distant pinnacle
of a spring mountain peak.
from gazing at the sweeping view of a miniaturised landscape below.
Small houses speckling the valley,
clustered along the river shoreline:
a blue streak carves the green land into halves.
A tilt of a head reveals a cloudless boundless sky.
Spirits rise on air currents,
feeling like a soaring bird,
flying even beyond a mountain’s grasp.