The Alps Poem by Jordan Salinas

The Alps



Wind in this hair, its nowhere but all in my mind.
Can it see the joy it brings me?
Or does it only breathe its wisdom unto my being.

Can these mountains seek the kingdom in which they've fortold?
Do they reveal all that is never meant to be,
or that which will be for eternity.

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