A sneak peek inside the untrained eye during a time
When the atmospheric tempers of the earth simmered in the mist of dawn
One Shy Peek
The notion alone piques my frustration Which flirts with the curiosity behind The fantasy to conquer something That wasn’t literally meant to be conquered One man’s point of view can gingerly Invite a sneak peek inside Another person’s fear of the unknown However, the peaks and valleys Behold a particular fortune
Just beyond the faint horizon of the apex, Of the great crescent pointed crown, Attached to one magnificent proxy better known as a Mountain located in the far distance Lives a shy young neophyte who boldly struts her stuff And is known for dancing with wolves in sludge of the Forest. Without any mercy, these particular wolves act Like gremlins from hell, who invade her farm stealing From the nest and eat the chicken eggs she tries to sell By a neighboring village next to a valley below by A stream of free flowing water and has a magic bullet, A panaceafor the sudden illness which struck suddenly In the past, what was merely once looked upon with BlackGhoulish eyes Can clearly be seen through enlighten and a more Informed point of view
Now her eyes have become open…
What’s the metaphor behind the burning bush upon a pinnacle?