Trek’s Beginning

Orange glows behind summit’s silhouette

Brisk cold air crawling up my skin

The smell of coffee as I bring the cup to my lips

A quiet stillness only found outside city walls


I lift my pack and feel the weight on my shoulders

It hurts and feels good at the same time

Exhilaration of a trek’s beginning

Anticipation of summit view’s that take my breath away


Looking up


My first step

Here we go




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