"Misty Mountains: A Sensory Journey"

In the Garden

The morning sun creeps over the hill

I open my eyes and take a deep breath

The cool air fills my lungs with a thrill

As I rise from my cozy bed

I step outside and feel the grass beneath

My toes as I walk through the dew

The crispness of the air, like a sheath

Protecting me as I start anew

The birds sing their sweet melodies

Their voices like music to my ears

I close my eyes and feel the breeze

As it dances around me, with no fears

I see the garden come to life

The colors of the flowers so bright

Their beauty eases my strife

As I bask in their radiant light

The scent of the flowers fills the air

Their fragrance so sweet and pure

I inhale deeply, without a care

As their aroma I cannot ignore

I touch the petals of a rose

Its softness like a lover's caress

I feel the texture and the clothes

Of nature's finest and best

I taste the sweetness of a berry

Juices dripping down my chin

Its flavor so pure and merry

As I indulge in nature's win

In the garden, I am alive

With my senses fully engaged

Each moment, like a new strive

Of Mountains and Mist

I stand atop the mountain peak

As the mist rolls in from the east

It wraps around me, soft and meek

As I breathe in its cool, sweet feast

The mist is like a gentle veil

That cloaks the world in a quiet hush

It shrouds the trees, the hills, the dale

As if in a serene, peaceful crush

I see the world through a different lens

As the mist transforms the landscape

It blurs the edges, the curves, the bends

As if in a soft, surreal escape

I hear the world with a different ear

As the mist muffles the sounds around

It dampens the noises far and near

As if in a tranquil, mellow surround

I touch the world with a different hand

As the mist makes everything damp

It softens the rocks, the soil, the sand

As if in a gentle, soothing camp

I taste the world with a different tongue

As the mist lingers on my lips

It flavors the air with a sweet, misty song

As if in a playful, mystical trip

The mist is like a magical shroud

That transforms the world with a misty grace

It imbues the air with a quiet, dreamy crowd

As if in a peaceful, otherworldly embrace.As my soul and nature are engaged.