Mountains are fresh as a clean linen breeze
Air like pine filling the lungs
With each long breath the soul is pleased
Yet to reach the summit is anything but serene
The challenge it takes, a most exciting struggle
For the view from above is unseen
Makes everything worth it, the mountainous space
A struggle to reach, but beauty and peace atop
A most vast, daunting, gorgeous place
Yet even mountains change all for the best
Colors and sights to see all around
Trees in the east and sky in the west
Mountains far east are filled with green
Some trees, some grass, but all about peace
A marvelous, most precious scene
To lie in green pastures, harmony awaits
David had it right, this much I know
To sleep in the field, a most restful of fates
A green lovely space, what more can you need
Yet not even this compares
To the love and beauty that’s coming indeed
Perhaps we can find a more precious space
Somewhere on earth, for rest and for peace
But where to look, wherein this place?
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