Blue Ridge Mountains, by Patty Bokern Subscribe to rss feed for Patty Bokern

Majestic mountains rise high, reaching to the clouds.
A granite staircase ascending to the heavens.

A marriage of earth and sky as peaks strain above
To touch the soft angel wings of gossamer clouds.

Winding streams and waterfalls grace the verdant hills
Completing the serenity of God?s temple.
Posted: 2008-09-09 20:47:54 UTC

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2008-10-10 01:50:51mikkijo411
i love it