Alpine Meadow
High in the alpine meadow, as flat on my back I lie,
My privacy is absolute, surrounded by the sky.
The blue lupines around me, in wild abandon grow.
Loveliness so unearthly must be Heaven's over-flow.
My horse is grazing near me, tethered only by his bell.
He needs no rope, he is under ultimate beauty's spell.
My body feels as weightless as when I was a child.
My mind is empty of all care, in this place undefiled.
A waterfall comes trickling down for all the drink I need.
Must I go back to life below, with all its frantic speed?
I try to push the thought away, returning to the thrill
Of being in this paradise, with all this time to kill.
The deer have been here all alone, before I wandered in.
They show know fear of me at all, I feel as though we're kin.
They have no knowledge of the way we've treated earth below.
I am careful not to tell them, it is better they don't know.
I'll leave no trace of being here to mar this pristine place,
But will keep its lovely memory to calm and help me face
The mundane worries of each day that feed my daily grind
And hold the wonder in my heart of this my secret find.
Copyright © Joyce Johnson | Year Posted 2008
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