In its reach into the heavens
Take a deep breath to describe
The moment in our lives
When we feel sheer ecstasy

The seasons do seem to appear
Down the mountainside slide
All the fallen grasses and leaves
And everything in between

And a river that winds through it
Bringing nourishment and life
Reminding us our mortality
From our birth to our death

Counting our blessings like petals
Falling from flowers that bloom
Take stride in our long journey
From the mountains to the sea

I count one of my own days
And greet each morning sunrise
With great reasons to hope
And much much more to surmise