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Echo In the Mountains

I picked wild berries, gathered ripening grapes and tasted life's bittersweet wine. From fountains of youth by the river shore I spilled the gold from the Rhine. In Caucasian Mountains and the Austrian Alps I sought the elusive Edelweiss; Wild columbines I found in West Virginia where I searched for paradise. Keeping pace with my children's laughter and tears, my Rhine castles in sand faded away and I entered a vernal quietness in the dawn of a different day. When I traded past splendor for "Almost Heaven" to cross a defining sea and new life, I found that the quest for beauty was ever a part of me.

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Date: 2/27/2009 2:13:00 AM
Hilde, this is still my favorite poem! I can feel it, and see you and connect so well with you! Thank you for being YOU, and for writing with such feeling. Love, Brdget
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