awestruck by these majestic mountains
and the serenade of crystal clear waters
tumbling over rocks in crisp wild rivers
and the exhilaration of a freshened breeze
wafting through timeless emerald forests
I find peace wandering these mountains
my searching spirit slips along its rivers
spellbound by the vastness of its forests
its ancient secrets whisper on the breeze
echoing the treetops like songs of sages
to resonate forever my beating heart
rob kistner © 2019
I think we all have our favorite part of nature… true majesty is to return there … over and over.
Yes Björn, find that place that elevates your spirit, and fond your way there when life is dragging you down.
Simply beautiful! It’s a mystic place where I could find peace. Your writings truly resonate within my soul. Nature is a majestic wonder that leaves me spellbound often.
Thank you True!
Gorgeous.
Thank you Jennifer!
Those vast forests can leave one spellbound.
I love that feeling of vast nature Frank!
Did you take the photos? The one in the middle looks like Jiuzhaigou in western China. Years ago I was a wilderness instructor to at-risk teens and the therapist had all these ideas on endless talking out their problems and role-playing to get them to change their behavioral patterns, provoking them to become upset, etc. But I simply just wanted them to see and feel for themselves what you describe here in this poem. The only therapy one would ever need.
Hi Amaya! The picture in the middle is a beautiful bend in the wild Clackamas River, in Oregon, about 5 miles from where I lived in the Cascade Mountain foothills for 25 years. I have fly fished and ultra-light spin fished (catch & release barbless) this precise stretch of the river, quite successfully, many times — catching and releasing (occasionally eating) some beautiful rainbow and cutthroat trout — as well as wild coho salmon. Largest fish I ever caught there at that beautiful bend of the Clackamas, was an eight pound, one once, native rainbow caught barbless, on an ultra-light spin, with 4-lbs test spider wire. The photo on the bottom is a picture of Mt Hood in the northern Cascade Mountain Range of Oregon. It was taken in the evening across Lost Lake, from a hiking trail around Lost Lake, that I hiked many times. This is one of the trails I would hike in the Mt. Hood Forest, around Lost Lake. Every time I would pass that particular spot, I would linger, shoot phoros a while, drinking in the exquisite view. Not certain what the bottom photo is? It strongly reminds me of the Wallowa Mountains in northeastern Oregon – frequently called the Alps of America. I found this shot years ago on a free-use site online. I liked the flowers, so I keep it in my archives… 🙂