Life, a beautiful landscape.

Landscape

So the days pass,
Like waters in the valleys, 
And you find yourself loving its music,
Suppressing the world's melancholies. 

You hit the rocks, 
With a strong conviction, 
And they break down, 
As science does to the stories of fiction.

The breeze follows, palpable,
And dreams arise, 
For heartbeats to be stable.

The clouds roar, 
Telling you,
To take an Eagle's soar.

You stand tall parallel to the pines, 
And like the ritual of sunsets and sunrise,
In the skies, your prestige destines. 

And then one day, you watch from mountains,
Wondering about this flow,
Of how an idiot refrains.

From all this ecstasy, 
When you don't find an escape,
You realize how beautiful is your landscape.