The Call of the Wild

Tall pines line the misty mountaintops Crusty ridges surround the hilly wonder The sun sets with a spectacular amber dust Night covers the lonely valley With the wild call of loons Mystery and life flow here together Above the stars whisk through the skies With the illusion that they can be touched with a stretch of the arm The moon sits with its eyes beaming on the land Its shadow turns the lake into glass Glowing eyes of the night appear in the brush The air changes as the night is settled in its deepest hour Cool breezes brush the tree limbs as they dance Hooting of the owls can be heard from a far Night brings rest to the weary A hush falls upon the early morning As the sun creeps its way behind the mountain The first light of the day has brought warmth to my face I am in touch with nature