I am sitting tired
In a foreign room
Sipping on a beer
Mesmerised by a view.

Three mountains set the background
Some look like they have faces too
As if guarding those below
In a village alive with people new.

From here I see a picture
Those below unlikely do
As the lights alight something breathing
With life to me,
As intriguing 
As the majestic giants that shape the view.

In a world where many are now valuing 
Things I seldom do
I am sipping a beer admiring 
Something many may never have a chance to do.

© Daniel Breslin