Amor Fati, Yosemite!
A poet’s predicament!
Inability to give words
you say, “Writer’s block”
I say: “indescribable”!
Oh! How can I describe
You, the heaven on earth!
For no words of beauty
In any spoken language
can describe the feelings
Of serenity, astonishment
wilderness and vividness!
The misty blue skies
The white snow-filled trails
The basalt-paved terrains
The yellow and red fall leaves
The flowers of the multitude
The fallen oak and pines
The fresh and crisp winds
The clear mirror lake
The snow-capped peaks
And the fall that escapes!
Yosemite, Your Majesty!
you might not know
How did you overwhelm this
minuscule being of this planet!
Your grandeurs tremors
this faint heart and makes
I realize that nothing
matters for this mortal
than the pure love of nature
And the companionship
of fellow travelers!
I return; enticed, enamored, and empowered;
filled with eternal love!
Oh! Destiny, how shall I thank you?
Amor Fati, for all that you bestow!
poetess: dr.cee vee
