walking in the footsteps
of Thomas Cole and Henry Thoreau
feeling the wind on my face
a thousand miles from the rat race

these mountains have see so many different peoples
visit for a while and disappear

when we’re gone for good
no one will even know we were here

I followed the Buddha up ancient paths
in the foothills of Nepal
I bathed in the sacred water
the mountains loomed majestic and tall

these mountains have seen so many different gods
visit for a time and then disappear

when we’re gone for good
no one will even know we were here

water finds its way by evaporation
it travels the globe every seven years
you may have bathed in the molecules in China
that I’m looking down on here

these mountains have seen so much water
once there were towns and now a river flows here

when we’re gone for good
no one will even know we were here

water keep flowing
cut this land like a diamond
mountains keep rising
reach for the sky

Posted Monday, June 24th 2024