with pen and paper we shall sit
and from such views we shall write
wondrous tales of
Crossing the harsh Rocky Mountains in the dead of winter,
skeletons along the way their stories untold
Lovers reunited after months of parting
Elves and trolls dwellings beneath the rocks & leaves
Wild Bill Hickok's hidden paths
A timeless village where the people do not age
Or aliens visiting humans and whispering of the stars and other planets and how time shifts
as they move from one galaxy to the next...
Come sit with me and let's imagine...
what do you dream of in your mind's eye from the mountaintop?