The Mountain The mountain’s heart is solemn
And swells in silence;
Yet the laughter of the trees Fills each shadowy reach,
With whispered secrets told
To the wind that spins away.

Let the sun caress your soul,
Climb to where you feel the whole earth breathing,
Where your spirit can soar
Above the darkened shadows, Singing with the sky.

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• Aline Murray Kilmer