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 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