A Walk on the Clouds

Round and round you go
Up to a mountain top
Leaving streams behind
To a place, one of its kind...

What you find is something rare
More than a holiday, more than a break
A sense of calmness, a sense of peace
A piece of nature, that's what you seize

When a thousand reflections hit the lake
When clouds cover the ground beneath you
When a cool breeze pushes you around
And a drizzling rain makes trickling sound

The experience doesn't come everyday
Making merry with friends and family
A peg of vodka, a sip of tea
Mountains can be an awesome place to party!


(a small and somewhat poetic account of a holiday!)