My Journey An ice-blue sky frames the snowy peaks below The aeons old Matterhorn stands proud in a sun-filled glow The Alpine train snakes through a forest of trees Wending its way with consummate ease High into the mountains a spectacular scene A carpet of white amongst sprinkles of green Gondolas weave across a maze of wire Eager skiers suspended higher and higher Gorges so deep set senses on edge Looking down in awe so close to the ledge Waterfalls seep through the mountains’ veins A continual flow that never wains The power of nature surrounds us all Inspiring and humbling we feel so small Yet chalets abound in these mountainous climes Where people have lived since olden times Where mountaineers dreams have not ended well And history tells of those that fell Zermatt’s cobbled streets ooze with charm Horse drawn carriages, clean air, so calm As the Gornergrat Bahn continues to rise My mind gently wanders with tears in my eyes I gaze from the window and find that I’m led To thoughts of my sister that fill my head How much she loved this beautiful place I feel her with me see her smiling face We ‘share’ the journey throughout the day I follow her footsteps in my measured way For so many years she lapped up the sun Walked on these paths, laughed with everyone Her pleasure in hearing joyful birdsong En route to joining the lunchtime throng Now I’m doing the same as she Not taking her place but just being me A me that’s emerging from sadness and pain To recalibrating and starting again I miss her more than she’ll ever know But in moving forward I must let go New beginnings beckon with much to excite The road is uncharted but I’m trusting the light Ruth Temple April 2016