The mountain is the place to be,
earth covered in a golden glow;
where worries fall away like scree
and your thoughts just go with the flow.
Alone, with a thermos of tea
looking at a view dazzling blue;
unshackled, like the birds set free
nature’s essence, untapped for you.
Come dawn or dusk the scene is fair
unlocking the mind, dreams that bind;
sparkling visions beyond compare,
a richer cure is hard to find.