That beautiful vernal morning,
When mount Osorio beckoned me
It’s height lowered not my spirits
Albeit a strange force pulled my strings
My heart sang dulcet songs of yore
Sweet air filled with music of lore
Lighting up the fleeting moments
Winds whispered divine sounds fervent
Steep narrow path beauty sublime
Lush green accompanied throughout climb
Windowed some enchanting festoons
Although legs harped a crippling tune
Two arduous hours uphill to top
Brought sense of achieving record
That thrilling moment self defying
Felt like an attempt to touch the sky
©Sunila 07/06/2016.
An enchanting ,affirmative poem.
A commendable write.