Wonder-struck

I ponder how I got here.

Vastness before me, expands,
with every jaded step ahead;
Many colored mountains enshroud
the horizon; then disengage
into a million jigsaw pieces,
of a colorful assembly.
Trees green, soil mauve, flowers pink,
stones black and red. 
Newer peaks and edges emerge
like veiled weapons glistening
from a suit of armor.

I catch my breath, animal instinct.
Assailed by this sheer attack of wonder 
and a drained throat,
I turn around; 
And digest the path behind me.