I made my way through Sierra Madre
Through the trail entrance and past the monastery
Three miles or so I hiked
I took a video of a snake
Little miniature birds
About 2 inches or so
Fluttering in the bush
When I look across at the mountain
It seems so very close
Never did a mountain seem so real
Birds dance beneath the sunlit sky
Ancient earth
Magnificent
I walk alone
But I am never alone
For He is with me
And now I have some up close photos
Of a lizard
Two shades of brown and teal
Were the colors it displayed
I always say hello
To my fellow hiker
I often wonder about those
Who for whatever reason don't say
A simple hi in return
We share the same earth after all
How hard is it
Just to return the hello?
I do not understand
Sitting on the green bench
At the trail's entrance
Small stumps and grass
The breeze blows
The monastery bells ring at 6 pm
To be good
To do good
To show love to my fellow human being
Is what I will always do
Groups of hikers passing by
With their dogs
I make my way back through Sierra Madre
And On a tree
There is a box
That reads "please take one"
It is a poem template
Entitled "I Am From"
Inspired by "Where I'm From"
By George Ella Lyon
May 3, 2015
May 3, 2015 at 10:22 PM UTC
I made my way through Sierra Madre
Through the trail entrance and past the monastery
Three miles or so I hiked
I took a video of a snake
Little miniature birds
About 2 inches or so
Fluttering in the bush
When I look across at the mountain
It seems so very close
Never did a mountain seem so real
Birds dance beneath the sunlit sky
Ancient earth
Magnificent
I walk alone
But I am never alone
For He is with me
And now I have some up close photos
Of a lizard
Two shades of brown and teal
Were the colors it displayed
I always say hello
To my fellow hiker
I often wonder about those
Who for whatever reason don't say
A simple hi in return
We share the same earth after all
How hard is it
Just to return the hello?
I do not understand
Sitting on the green bench
At the trail's entrance
Small stumps and grass
The breeze blows
The monastery bells ring at 6 pm
To be good
To do good
To show love to my fellow human being
Is what I will always do
Groups of hikers passing by
With their dogs
I make my way back through Sierra Madre
And On a tree
There is a box
That reads "please take one"
It is a poem template
Entitled "I Am From"
Inspired by "Where I'm From"
By George Ella Lyon
