As another winter day slowly awakens,
I am witness to the beauty of the mountains:
Embellished by hues of white and gold. Sunlight climbs
The shoulders of their peaks. It reveals their rich signs
And symbols, as ancient faces, stand tall and bold.
I see a masterpiece that stirs my heart and soul.
The whispering pines reach upwards towards the sky.
Their frosted pines offer a glimpse of the sublime.