Strobe lights flickering through the naked trees
Tall dark shadows across the road advance
Enter the full sun peering through at times
All choreographed for a hypnotic trance
Muted with calm I course ribbons of road
Reach the iron gate that leads to my home
On command, ever so slowly, swings open its arms
A heavenly greeting not unlike St. Peter’s in Rome
At day’s end on the mountain top
This vision plays like Oscar reruns
A rehearsal it be for the future to come
To meet my love when life’s purpose is done
RETURN TO THE MOUNTAIN - SYNOPSIS
My return to the mountain in spring is a “made for movies” experience. The light flickers through the trees casting shadows and creating a strobe like effect. The climb to my home to iron gates that slowly swing open creates an image of welcoming heavenly gates. It has the same grandeur and awe I felt when visiting the Vatican. This image perseverates in my brain through the long winter until I return once again in the spring.
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