Mountain Top

Perched upon a mountain top,

Where eagles soar so high,

Water falls, and rivers flow,

Timeless stillness passes by.

A hazy day of early Spring,

Finds you sitting near,

Sharing nature's wonderment,

So happy to be here.

We pass between jagged rock,

Where peace and quiet surround,

I stop and stare, breathlessly,

At the beauty I have found.

At days end I pause, and sigh,

A smile forms upon my face,

This mountain top you brought me to,

Has become my favorite place.

Paul Allen Rice