A Vantage Point Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

A Vantage Point



Listening softly in the night, harkening to dreams being dreamt
in evening moods of peace.
Standing over mountains, seeing beauty that's instilled over
all the landscapes being created as I sit and watch from a
vantage point on the edge of a cliff.
Sounding echoes, filling canyons with their voices as they
reverberate my soul.

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