When I look at my mountain

here is a feeling I get in the core of my being when I see my mountain after being away for some time. It’s the same feeling I get when I walk through the doors of my childhood home. The same feeling I get when my mother and my grandmother embrace me. The same feeling I get when I fall asleep next to my beloved.

It’s a feeling of home.
The kind of rest and peace that fills the body knowing you are safe and loved.
That is what I feel when I look at my mountain.

📸: @kehaulani