Moving to the Mountain by Richard Reed Jr

I have moved from the valley
Far up into the mountain
Just as my father did
And his father before him
Indeed as all the
Past generations have done

The balmy spring days
Exist no more
I feel the cold dampness
Touch my face
Yet, I feel more alive
The air feels as crisp
As iceberg lettuce
And the smell of pine
Is wafting up my nostrils
My senses have never felt more awake

The sharp clean air seems
To be clearing away
The cobwebs of civilization
And I am beginning to think
More clearly than ever before

I didn't move here by choice or chance
I just woke up one
Especially foggy morning
And knew it was time to move
Through time's passage to a higher level

I remember the city in the valley below
How vividly I recall the skyscrapers
Like ancient stalagmites reaching into
The pale Yellow smoke
The city is addictive, you can drink
of her until you finally
Become sick of her and still
Go back for more

For the first time in my life
I feel what its really like to be free
Its as though my soul
Has suddenly been unchained
I feel like an alien to myself
My body's growing weaker
But my spirit's growing stronger

As the days meander by
My past becomes a lost dim time
It has let me go and and in its
Place lies a peacefulness of mind

I stand gazing toward the summit
Of the mountain and wonder when
It will be time for me to move again
Its like looking into
A book with blank pages

Many people have reached the top
But no one has ever returned
To tell the tale
I gaze into a mystery
I've heard some marvelous shining
Future awaits those of character
Which brings them such joy
They never wish to return
And others fall into a black
Abyss which swallows them
For all time

I feel a dread born of
My future's uncertainty
But when its time to move again,
I will move, I won't have a choice
Sometimes late at night I hear voices
Coming down from high up there
It sounds like a choir singing

So I guess I'll lose myself up there
But every time I've lost myself
I've found myself anew
And when its time to make the move
I won't be filled with fear
Its just one more of many moves
I've made throughout my life

I now see my mortality
In my footsteps left behind,
Haphazardly across the drifting snow
Yet, looking at the mountain top
With some unexplainable intuition
I can easily imagine my immortality

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Moving to the Mountain
by Richard Reed Jr
copyright 01-29-2006

Age Rating: 10 to 127