Fascinating journey through my mind
Monday, July 02, 2007
Rising above the clouds,
like an emperor too tall to bow,
stood a lone giant.
Greener than the darkest green,
that man has ever seen,
are the meadows.
A minute of silence beside the stream,
the source of which is just ahead,
are the moments which make life.
Like a huge river taking birth,
oozing out was water pure and sweet,
from the depths of mother earth.
An hour can be spent in the lake below,
watching the emperor in his glory.
Snow on the peaks,
gives the perfect veil,
for all the rumbling inside.
A kayak in a far off lake,
The water waves stoking softly,
A tired soul dozed off into heaven,
Watching the majesty rise so high.
'Greener than the darkest green,
that man has ever seen'
Loved this rhyme!
PS: If you referred to the mountain in Oregon State, it is spelt as Shasta!
Yes, the speeling was wrong...corrected now