Hiking Four Mile Trail*
The morning light
In autumn's russet colors
Filters through the trees.
The marker notes
The beginning of the trail -
The journey's just begun.
The trail zigzags
Back and forth it wends its way
I journey forward alone.
The sun rises,
The blue sky gleams above
Ever upward I go.
The same view
Greets me as I continue -
No glimpse of Half Dome.
The trail makes
A bend - finally I see
The glory of Half Dome.
Through the woods
The final bit of the trail
I reach the top - my goal.
* about Four Mile Trail
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