Wind Cave 



Nature is a Life Lesson

In a distance I see a cave

It’s way up high

Looks pretty–like a painting

The rocks surrounding are washed with shades of colors

Trees disciplined in rows of grid.

We urged to witness the boon of beauty

We start smooth up the trail

Then rain, hail, mud, sun, rain — again

The rough path reminded me of life.

Victory is not easy–

but when you achieve it, contented is what you feel.


Wind Cave