Mountain Reverie

In the embrace of the ancient peaks, Where silence reigns and time stands still, I feel the pulse of the wild earth, A whispering force, a powerful thrill.

The rocky crags, the snow-capped tops, Hold secrets of ages, long since passed, In their shadows, I seek my truths, A journey inward, destined, vast.

Each step is a prayer, a deepened breath, In nature’s cathedral, solace found, Here, I lose and rediscover myself, On this sacred altar, profound.

• Torrenti Orazio