Wednesday, February 15, 2017

Hills

The rolling hills, extending in front of me for miles. 

A thin sheet of fog nestled in between the green grass.

The beautiful colors of the sunset on the horizon, reflecting its shades of orange on my white blouse.

The sound of silence only being broken by the occasional singing of a bird.

As the night approaches, the gleam of the moon shines on the exposed side of the hills. 

One by one, the stars appear in the beautiful dark blue sky.

I feel peace inside.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

I love the imagery on this post. Very nice!

Ms. Spengler said...

It's so great to see the picture that was used for this ekphrastic writing! I hope more people start doing this. Thanks for leading the way!

Anonymous said...

The imagery is wonderful! It makes the reader feel like there actually there.

Anonymous said...

Great imagery, I saw a beautiful place! This is a great post. More people should write like this for it a great to feel like you are there.

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