Tell me friend. How does one speak to the world?Does one yell from a mountain top and hope for a reply?Or does one speak to the trees, commune with them, and listen for an answer?I deeply wish to know. I wish to know their stores.I long to hear their tales.All they have seen, all they … Continue reading Words of the World… Unspoken
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Day Trip
I remember driving up the narrow mountain road Near on to summers end to find some quiet moment Landstuhl castle was beautiful this time of year. It’s ruins lined with trees and soft grass grounds. The sun would shine through wind shaken leaves. I rolled the windows down and let nature in Pushing my seat … Continue reading Day Trip
A Cabin off the Path
A single candle burns In the window of a ramshackle cabin Upon these barren planes No sound can be heard on this moonless night But for the wind Rapping tall grass against stone cladding Far off in the distance Beyond some mountain and prying ears A storm brings lighting upon the horizon In its light … Continue reading A Cabin off the Path
A Prayer to the Mountain
It is with little surprise that a grand prayer to a mountain should find its origin in the narrow land between the Valley of the Ancients and the mighty Crags of Kera Bohr. For many a traveler have been waylaid by the fury of the Crags. Mountains of its ilk are known for their ill … Continue reading A Prayer to the Mountain
Oceans Line
I drew a line Into the ocean Straight in front of me And though I know It will take much longer It will take me where I need to be So though I know I will be older And there are better ways I will draw my line Into the ocean And Live the Journey … Continue reading Oceans Line
Air of the Mountains
Breath Breath the fresh air Of the Mountains Their cool breezes Blow from high peaks Across the valleys Breath them in Breath Let the air fill you The spirit of the Mountain Their majesty rises High up onto the clouds And down the glens Breath it in Breath And feel alive As if for the … Continue reading Air of the Mountains
Mountains Song
An early winter sun Rises in the morning Its light races across the prairie and Stops Crashing against the Longs Peak Mountains Its face alight in red and orange and yellow As if in fire But the fire reside elsewhere In the heart of the seer In the mind of the viewer And sings in … Continue reading Mountains Song
Rocky Mountain Musing 