THE MOUNTAIN

I would sit and gaze upon the mountain

So strong and full of life

Beauty beyond words

Full of life and hope

Then one careless man

And the beauty was scarred

The similarities I found

My life, 

My hopes, 

My dreams

And a careless man

Scarred for life?

I think not

There is strength in me

And like the mountain

The life, 

The hopes, 

The dreams

Will slowly return

There is strength

A man cannot take that away

The scars will fade

The dreams will be fulfilled

The life will return

-Gaylene

This was written several years ago when the mountains in Tucson were aflame (I think it was spring of 2003) and I'd sit on my front porch and watch it. The destruction of the mountain was catastrophic. Now there's new life and not as many signs of the fire. This was my first attempt at writing after several years of nothing. It still means a lot to me, especially now that the last three lines are coming true.