Friday, May 20, 2011

My Mountain

Oh the beauty of this land and the grace that it bestows
How quickly Time evades me as lay upon the peaks at dawn
I think My master made for me this wondrous land Yorkshire
Created for me to see whilst I lay upon these knolls in solitude
The sun doth caress me soothingly as I pen my thoughts away.
My peace my sanity, I find it all up here my secret place
My love I think of  you when Im here , my cat my family
I clamour down from mountain top, and breath the glorious air
In my soul freedom reigns, I know I feel it there release is come.

2 comments:

  1. What a fantastic poem, it just captures the feeling on a mountain

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