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Weekly Photo Challenge: Serenity II

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Layers of lovely

Peace of mind painted earth tones

Colorado dreams

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50 Things I’ve Learned in 50 Years…#16

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#16.”Worrying is a waste of time, but that won’t stop me.”

October 2011 291

Aguirre Springs near Las Cruces, New Mexico.

What could be

Is nothing more than fear

Merely stopping you in your tracks

To steal your moments

Pocket your dreams

And play with your intentions

When You Can’t Slow Down

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Mind sinking into neutral gear

While car just never stops

Blurs of beauty to my right

Desert dreams to my left

Hiking mountains in my mind

As colours sweep by in foreign hues

Land of enchantment at my door

But I can only take these shots

Good intentions, greater hopes

All but shatter in the wind

I reach to hold on to a  cloud

As shadows race across the sky

Destination pushes on

Journey…………lost

My heart is pulling over

Aching for my feet to touch ground

Climbing mountains in my mind…..

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Every time I see a mountain, I want to climb it.

Admiring it from afar is not enough.

It seems too easy.

It beckons me to touch it’s windswept surface.

I completely lose my sense of judgment as I eye up the rugged rock  basking in the sun.

From a distance, the idea seems so achievable…a piece of cake.

With that in mind, I imagine what I’d take with me for the ascent.

Protein bars and water should suffice. What more would I need?

The beauty seems to outweigh the danger as I admire the jagged peaks reaching majestically towards the clouds or perhaps….heaven.

It is raw.

It is untouched, waiting for soft hands and trusty hiking boots to politely interrupt it’s desolate existence.

It may be towering, but many have climbed a tower.

One foot in front of the other, I surely know how to climb.

What is the source of my hesitance?

A tiny but ever so present voice telling me no is all that stops me.

The voice of reality as we have been taught.

A whisper of sensibility branded in my brain, reasoning me down from my earthy ideas.

“Someday” is all I can say.

“Somehow” is not in my vocabulary for I   have already scaled the mountain many times in my sleep, in my dreams ….. in my mind.