As the last thread of darkness bids farewell,

it took a swipe at their peaks,

A thick coat of mist casts a wet blanket over

their faces and swiftly leaves,

Then, out comes the glow of Dawn’s first

golden rays cascading warmth all over them,

Giant guardians of the earth, through it all, the mountains stood in silence,

Dawn by the Mountainside, both beautiful

and harsh, taught me a lesson in patience

and endurance.

As the world awakes, songbirds herald

in the break of a new day,

A gentle wind begins to stir, caressing

everything in its way,

Leaves from the valley's tall trees made a soft musical sound,

And the sunlight glistened as it danced

across the winding river,

Oh, dawn by the mountainside is full of

treasures I’m blessed to have found.

In nature’s open space of solitude and serenity, worries melt away,

And hearts can find peace in the graceful

beauty of its view,

So, walk by where the mountains stand in

the early morn,

For dawn by the Mountainside,

refreshes the soul and ignites the fire in

the heart, making you feel alive and spankingly

anew.

by Zyrool