On This Rock
Through the verdant trails, I climb
To this mountain rock sublime
Here amidst the rustling oaks
Ancient tales, the wind evokes
Deep green worlds await me here
And the swift elusive deer
On this rock, a tranquil scene
Above the forest so serene
Quiet paths I'll slowly walk
Through the cypress and burdock
Lead me toward the setting sun
Bless this place as day is done
Soon I'll ride the waves of night
Gliding home in gold moonlight.
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i just love your nature stuff; it's always pleasure to read. hiking is great fun, you describe it well here.
Thank you, Neocon!
Yes, nature can unlock that inner world of rapture within. Glad you liked my poem.