Breathe in deeply, the mountain’s air.

My worries captured in the spider’s snare.

The air, clean and cool; the grass covered in dew.

The new rising sun, framed in a blue hue.

I hear not a sound, for all are quiet.

A contrast of the city, with its chaotic like riot.

It is here, I realize, God intended us to be.

Not caged in concrete towers, of this truth I do see.

Although this memory, is one in my past.

It keeps me content, my soul to last.

Like the valley for some, my mind's peace is here.

Of the city I live; here there is nothing to fear.

If you seek peace too, in your soul and mind.

God grants us many places; your task, to find.

In time I shall leave and my mountain and me,

Shall be together forever, in this, Gods eternity.