The mist rolls in

Over the evergreens

Reaching to heaven

Layer on layer

Into the blue distance

A beautiful cliche

That never tires

My eyes were stuck

Through winding roads

And endless paths

Into, over and around

The mountains

For a lad from the prairies

It is a breathtaking sight

To have the world swallow

You up in forests and vines

The peaks scratching the sky

Drawing thick white clouds

In all the colours

Rolling through

You cannot help but feel

Small

and giant

All at the same

Breath

The peaks lift you up

The sky stares you down

And you hover

Healing

In the mountains mist