Stillness within
Our peaceful mind,
Heart a mellow fire,
Peppermint breeze
Through the old oak trees,
We climb higher and higher.
Waiting for the rising sun,
Warms our bones
The next one comes,
The cycle never tires.
Brings with it
The hope of man,
Continues to
Brighten the land,
The reason for tomorrow.
10.7.11
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