Monday, April 25, 2011

Mt. Taranaki



Way up here
My head is clear
The thoughts of fear
Are Falling down

Up in the sky
I'm feeling high
I close my eyes
And fly Around

With veiws of peaks
And to the Sea
Forever Young
I'm feeling free

And if you came
You'd feel the same
So alive
On this mountain...



1 comment:

  1. Love the poetry! The photos are spectacular! Thanks for sharing!!

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