Peace in  Moment's , Life in Dreams

Wind swept
across theprarie  grass
reflections on water
like glass

gold,red and yellows
light the hills side
light my path

Mountain tops
covered in snow
it's to those mountains
Where I want to go

sun is shining
air has the sweet smell
of pine

colors on woods
light the spirit
of mine

High where eagles perch
awesome vistas
baker,shucksan and
three sisters

rivers
divided by two

like a mother
giving her children cookies
this ones for me
this ones for you

it's those
out of the way places
I like best
some are hard to reach
some of them are tests
some of them give us rest

been a long time
it seems since
I have heard the sound of silence
the silent sound of the earth
and nature

Long for simple days
innocent ways

river is swollen
mental verginity stolen
freedom and travel regulated
more roads are tollin

woods east and west
but
it is the high woods
I like best

mountain bowls
filled with gold
shades of red
color the cloak
of the great oak

maple leaves
twice as big as your hand
fill the woods
of the pacific northwest land

rivers run
and even  flow
some slow
and some fast

Peace in Moments,  Life in dreams
 and the places
that will forever
last

words © 2009 Howard C Holbert