Camera Eye
The
climb is strenuous, but well worth the view. The sun shining through the trees,
the sound of the trickling in a distance. I look down I see yellow Nike’s
hitting the ground stirring up the dust, sweat dripping down my stomach, my
shorts flowing in the wind. I am running so fast, I don’t dare look back down
the hill. I get to the rocky steps, and raise my legs higher when I meet a new
rock. There is a narrow path coming up, I slow down and walk through the path,
gathering my speed I race up the next set of rocky steps.
Finally, I reach the
top. The view is breath taking, I sit down and dangle my feel off the edge. I pull
out my phone and capture the red, green, yellow, and orange trees below lining
the mountain. The sun is beating down on my bare skin, not an ounce of shade is
at the top. I barely lean over and see the people running up the trail, racing
to the top just to see this magnificent view. I reach down beside me and pick
up the small, orange leaf and throw it into the wind, not knowing where it will
all. I watch it until it is carried to the bottom of the trail below. I look
beyond and see people still running past me, don’t they see this beautiful
view?
I quickly jump to my feet and join back in the run. After running through
the people I make my way out front and have a chance to look down, I am on
sand, racing through the sand leaving a trail behind me. I look up, the trail
is ending, I slow down and stop dead at the end. No wonder they were still
running, this is unbeatable. I sit down next to the group on the edge and just stare
out into the openness. The run was well worth just a glimpse at what the earth provides
for us to see.
