It must be nice high
up on your mountain..
Untouched by society..
You get to be the watcher..
Detached from reality
You see our loss..
Yet you do not
have to live it..
You get to be with God..
To be one with the mountain..
With the skies
The trees..
To know life is nature..
Life is all that we see..
The birds that fly above you
The paths that lead to streams..
This is the gift
God gave us all..
If we could only
Let it be..
To watch the suns filter..
streaks of brilliant light
Bathe me..
I smell the scent of autumn..
I am filled with
childhood memories..
Of playful times
on falls golden bed..
Of dreams under maple leaves..
How I wish I could stay
on your mountain..
Away from all
that troubles me..
I could let my mind
endlessly wander..
Through natures reality.
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Reviews of "My Wisconsin Mountain"
Reviewed by ken Oliver
Reviewed on March 19, 2003
we will have our mountain someday. Lets get through the birthday party first...
Haha, I'm laughing at E's reply, Erica!! No, no mountains, plenty of hills and dales and forests and lakes and, an, oh, so tiny mountain, or a really big hill, at, what, 800 ft., Rib Mountain, near Wausau, was the only "mountain" I ever knew, until I was 18 and drove from WI to Seattle,Washington ...now, those are MOUNTAINS!! Glacier National Park in Montana is gorgeous, and scary!! The stunning heights...are perilous and thrilling! I enjoyed your piece, Erica, and I believe it was fall when I finally scaled Rib Mountain, in my late teens, Wisconsin in the fall is beautiful!! I miss that, here... And I also see the irony of this piece, of course there are no real mountains there, but, there are mountains, and there are mountains.
:)
Reviewed by Elizabeth Taylor (Reader)
Reviewed on March 18, 2003
Make it your favorite place of relaxation and you can go anytime you wish.
I've been to Wisconsin...I thought it was pretty flat...does it have mountains?
Lovely poem by the way....
~E
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I've been to Wisconsin...I thought it was pretty flat...does it have mountains?
Lovely poem by the way....
~E
This is so beautiful.
All of it.
smiles
Peggy
Excellent
William
josie
God smiles down to thee.
Peace always
tony