On Barr Trail
ON BARR TRAIL
the going is steep –
twenty-five percent grade –
twelve miles to the top
legs tire already
we plan to go half way up
to where the trees stop
from there only rock
and no beauty in the climb
we brought a feast
some four miles along
we happen on a meadow,
all nature at peace,
and this silver stream
directly across the path
glistening the rocks
wonderful to be
on this perfect forest glade
we shuck shoes and sox,
roll the pebbles round
wash our aching arms and legs
and luxuriate
then we see a fawn
standing by the wooded edge
feasting without fear
in such surroundings –
this hidden mountain haven –
we sense god is near
no continuing
timberline will have to wait
other time and date
...........................................
From Manitou Springs
Barr Trail goes to the top of Pike's Peak
Copyright © Daver Austin | Year Posted 2013
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