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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