Just a Taste

JUST A TASTE I remember drinking ice cold water from mountain streams Hiking in the warm sunlight. The sound of the wind blowing through the trees And the shadows as clouds move fast overhead. Aching muscles and sunburnt skin A fire burning at night Flames flickering under the starlight. A sleeping bag rolled out on the sand and a jacket as a pillow Your best friend at your side And your dog at your feet. The gleaming eyes of a wild cat watching from high above in the trees Coffee in a steel mug warmed on the coals of the fire. Those were the days of freedom and youth A gift given from God Just a little taste of heaven on earth.