A glisten, a sparkle on mountain tops

The flow of water and pure rain drops

The smell of spring flowing in the air

A gentle wind blows into my hair

To sit and bask in the midday sun

As time stands still and rushing done

A single thought soars in my head

One of significant and constant dread

To reach, achieve, to climb up high

A top the mountain and touch the sky

Oh.. betwixt desires, no time for play

One more check from the list today

Much Love Much Life