DRIVING INTO BANFF.

Aren’t mountains magnificent? The impact that they have on the landscape of our world is awesome. Driving into the Canadian ski resort of Banff in the Rocky Mountains, there is a corridor of them, which line the highway. I was so impressed that I took out a pen and jotted down the thoughts and feelings they invoked in me.


                                                                        Mountains.

                                                            How they hug the horizon.
                                                            A protective barrier
                                                            That tickles the sky.
                                                            Slyly, hiding their splendour,
                                                            Under a blanket of clouds,
                                                            They pin-prick the blue
                                                            With their snowy tops.
                                                            Their shadowy crags
                                                             Hide hideaway caves;
                                                             Deep, dark and mysterious.
                                                            Their rippling ridges of
                                                            Russet brown, brick red
                                                            And stone grey
                                                            Are muted against
                                                            The brilliant blues
                                                            And emerald greens
                                                           Which line the highway.
                                                            They stand silent
                                                           Like solitary sentinels,
                                                            Resplendent in their wilderness.
                                                            Solid stone;
                                                            Immovable throughout time.
​                                                            And here to stay!

​Sue Westcott(C.) 2017
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