when we met
i felt your heartbeat
radiant lady
i'll always remember thee
enjoying nature
striving for the future....

...as you lead your horse on the trail
slow trot, breathing fresh clean air
seeing types of trees, thru a break in a dale
walking your palomino to a spring by the brier

sound in the brush, you say," who's there"
the winnie of a horse, not yours but you know-
"hi, how are you; lets go to Misty Mtns. layer"
and we'll stop a minute...then on the trail we'll go"

over small slopes, climbing to the top
now beneath the caverns layers, no way up by horse-
brought a set of saddlebags with supplies
explored the caves...advancing to the peak's crest !

we turn to see, cinematicly, the sacredly blessed view
..in a dream we we were..sunny, clouds & skys' blue...

      Chrisjan