Onto the mountains
The snow fell
With light feet
Upon the spring air
Of February
Until the trees
Were glowing
With a white
Crisp
Layer
In the Sedona
Sun
Onto the mountains
The snow fell
With light feet
Upon the spring air
Of February
Until the trees
Were glowing
With a white
Crisp
Layer
In the Sedona
Sun
To completely blow away
Were the fears
Of failure
The night
That we entered the
Stage right
I overcame
A fear
I knew
For many years
And grew into
Where I am going
To go
Aim up
While you look down
Don’t worry
What the cost
Of hoping
For better
Always
Hope
For better
What a time
On a day
When then moment
Comes and goes
So who knows
But this moment
Creates
A yearning
For the wildness
Of tomorrow
Mountain light
Starts the day
With one
Small
Seem
Of hope
Amidst the darkness
So I fill my heart with
The idea of the mountain
All around
Upon the eve
We waited
Like children
For the coming days
Of wonder and hope
So we now focus
Our eyes
On a brighter future
Better than we know
Today
There was a world more
To the sway
Of the pastels
On top of each other
As the waves
Splashed their foamy white
Upon the shores
Of the western edge
It was a sight
So deep and true
That I will never forget
Those pastel hues
I was online
When I heard the news
Of the lost
Cat
From a friend
So we grieved
With them
For a moment
As the moment
Passed
The title
Played out
In real time
As the eye
Of the nation
Was occupied with
A fascination
For a title
Handed out
On a Sunday
There must be
Another way
Of seeing the same
Thing
Over and over
So maybe
We need to change
So that we can see
What can happen
With a
New
Perspective