Riverwalk

High above the mile-high Colorado Rocky Mountains, Anywhere I see, I see the tall cliffs with silver lined snow caps, The Alpine fir, blue spruce and oak trees abound, The winter snow is gone, the summer greenery has come to stay. In and around the trails, I hear the music of river creek flowing down the hills, The sparkling clean glacier water sings its own divine tune, The gentle wind blows over and serenades her with whispering chime. There are many obstacles in the river's path, The fallen limbs, boulders and numerous rocks, The river embraces these hurdles with tender touch, It embraces, under flows, overflows, still playing its melodious tune. I walk miles along the river walk, I try to listen to the joy in the music of the current flowing fast and slow, Whatever the intricacies and hurdles we face, We must flow like the river, singing, dancing and living with joy.