Stand In the Shadow of a Tall Mountain

Stand In The Shadow Of A Tall Mountain I went, to stand in the shadow of a tall mountain not content to sail the deep blue seas. Delicious sweet that bubbling brook, my fountain amidst the flowers and massive tall trees. Morning Sun brought glory within shiny bright rays splattering across the wilderness cover. To live, embrace the wonder of such majestic days fly into the clouds there and just hover. Solitude bringing into life clear and soft sounds echoes that quietly invade my searching mind. Daily Nature walking, doing my eager long rounds every moment expecting another great find. Watching the grazing of the skittish, wary deer mind's glow steadying my new racing heart. Imagining magnificent beauty wrapping me all year the paradise held aloft in my soul's chart. Each Spring this wilderness destination is my goal trekking into this deep forested retreat. Wrestling with dark pains eating away at my soul knowing this place staves off my defeat. I race, to stand in the shadow of a tall mountain not content to sail the deep blue seas. Delicious sweet that bubbling brook, my fountain amidst the flowers and massive tall trees. Morning Sun brought glory within shiny bright rays splattering across the wilderness cover. To love, embrace the wonder of such majestic days fly into the clouds there and just hover. Robert Lindley May twenty-three ,1988