Rose before the sun and ventured upwards. Sneaking a peak of the sun over Mt. Bierstadt as I head up Square Top Mountain.
Along the way, the Spirit lifted me with delicate, yet, bold color…
Then I was lifted with the gift of a neighbor, who shared a moment with me.
Then, I reflected on the upcoming climb. It would have been a lot quicker to jump in the lake and “rise” to the peak that was reflected before me.
Then the climb and a chance to look back for a moment. Same water that I reflected in earlier.
Then the first, “False” peak…
And finally, the view of the other side of the mountain. Could stay here a long time…but the cold wind invited me to consider differently.
So, the sights at the top caught my attention.
Then, with the gathering of clouds, it was time to return.
Some more neighbors came out to greet me along the way.
Some, were busier than others.
Tired, soar, yet my spirit was sky high. Thank you, Spirit.
