Mountain top in summer’s blue
atop this fold that lends a view
to sights that roll eternal…
twixt blossoms seen
that hold eternity vernal.
This is my heart amongst the folds
of granite pined and crystal cold
of streams that source from truth…
That here I stand
a simple man
and to my soul lend proof
that I am one within this,
that I am born of love,
that all my thoughts are kept here
and granted from above.