Mountains
mark the boundaries of our dreams. Over them lies nothing more than
Heaven. Use them to take well your wistful
measure, Nor can you enter them without the
pleasure That comes from being dwarfed by one
great given, As Being becomes just the God it
seems. In awe one finds a tonic for the
soul, Needing to pay homage to the whole, Silent angel swelling sacred
streams.
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon. Free for personal or non-commercial use.
Audio and Video Music: Nadia's Theme. By Tophor Mohr and Alex Elena. Music free to use at YouTube.
