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