#centennial
YOU CAN LOVE ME AS LONG AS YOU WANT ( choking )
THAT'S ALL I COULD GIVE! ( with teary eyes already )
JUST ALWAYS REMEMBER THIS --- ( sighing )
THERE WILL ALWAYS BE AN " US "... ( sobbing )
BUT I WON'T PROMISE YOU WHAT I AM LONGING TOO! . . .
( taking a deep breath )
. . . . . A "WE" ( heart breaking )
Oct 17, 2017
Oct 17, 2017 at 10:52 AM UTC
The Rockies sing to us at sunrise
when crystal snow-capped peaks
chant iridescent matins to the dawn,
the dawn of a fresh new mountain day.
Luminous pastel clouds
hover across the horizon
painting the hills and valleys below
in mysterial shades of
lavendar, amber and rose.
The Rockies sing to us at daybreak
when every crest and vale
unites in raising anthems to the dawn,
The dawn of a bright new mountain morn.
Forests and fields awaken.
A bull elk grazes by an alpine lake.
An eagle soars through the morning mist
over rainbows of Indian paintbrush.
A hilltop lake spills over its rim
and cascades down the slope
etching serpentine streams in the valley below.
We can hear the mountains singing.
In every creature, ridge and flower
They bring to us their jublilant songs
of wilderness, wildlife and wonder
.
We can hear the Rockies singing.
The mountains sing forever!
June, 2009
May 12, 2014
May 12, 2014 at 3:58 PM UTC
Colorado We Hear Your Call
Through Her Eyes The Centennial Stands Tall
Rocky Mountains Ruling Us All
Apr 18, 2015
Apr 18, 2015 at 3:01 PM UTC