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Mountain Therapy

  • dianeneilson
  • Jun 17
  • 1 min read

I walk along the mountain path

My mind unleashed my thoughts are free

I wonder what I'll come across

What sounds I'll hear, what sights I'll see


I like to wander here alone

With no demands imposed on me

Where trees and grasses sway at will

And flowers nod complicity


To rising hum of insect song

I amble slow and listen hard

The wonders of the world are fleeting

The corners of my eyes on guard


Ahead a feather beckons me

A message from another world

My feet move on without instruction

Passing ferns as yet unfurled


From up above a Robin trills

And follows me from branch to frond

I wonder if you bring a message

Or is this just your welcome song


An oak tree breathes out oxygen

Whilst mopping up the CO²

Providing birds with food and shelter

How can we compare with you?


The bees are busy dusting flowers

Ants march on in disregard

A pair of damselflies are dancing

Embracing life in their backyard


There's no dislike or liking either

No opinion no concern

No test to pass or date to keep

A lesson we'd be wise to learn


It keeps me grounded, mountain walking

An interlude from daily dues

Reminding me of nature's healing

Fills my heart with gratitude



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