As I stood on a bridge made of stone
I stared at the creek below
And looked around me at the beauty
Lots of trees
And the sky of blue
The beautiful majestic mountains
And the creek with it's stepping stones
Everywhere I looked I saw beauty
The breezes danced
And blew my brown hair
And softly stroked my fair cheeks
How majestic everything seemed
Lost in the veil of another world
One just as beautiful as this one
Yet quite different
Because this is the world I see
In pictures or in my head
I can see it so clearly in my mind
And how I wish I were really there
Standing on the bridge of stone
Staring at the creek
And dreamily looking at the mountains
And the beauty all around me
That remains in my mind

*~Marian~