Mountain Escape

Surround me with the quiet of the forest trees
Paint a backdrop of mountains just for me
Of snowcapped ranges feeding the springs
Let me hear the Mountain Bluebird as she sings
In a grove of Aspen or the Ponderosa Pine
Stars sparkle on the water created by sunshine
I want to walk along the stream as it flows
And follow it away to wherever it goes
For now I do not think; I only feel
The warmth of the sun change into night chill
As I fall asleep under a tapestry of stars
While gazing skyward to the lights afar