Mountain Top

In the high places In the lofty, lonely places seekers after truth stretch their minds and souls to the infinite. Shamans and priests pilgrims and hermits make their way to the very summit to seek enlightenment. On the mountaintop the world disappears Everything seems so small from up there The air is clean and clear…

While I dream

Floating Lifting off the ground, lighter than air Like a dandelion seed blown in the wind Flying, soaring Higher and higher Above houses and roads Off over yellow fields and deep green forests Cool blue lakes and rushing rivers, Cold high mountains and low rolling hills And there is the coast, and the clean white…