Because It Is Real-

Because It Is Real
-- evening upon Mt. Si --

It's real.....the darkness of the night
The colors fade from sight,
The stillness with no light
Wanting the morning and the bright.

It's real.....the rain of the mountain that soaks our clothes
Inside thy boots to now so-cold toes,
Little rills which turn to raging torrent
And footsteps of the trail mud, further, into snow they now warrant.

It's real.....the tall dark forest of weeping branches
Wind swept now and saved like that of parceled ranches,
Beneath the wing of soaring hawk and rain-gray sky
Is the lovely mountain we called upon today.....stark and
lonely.....hello, Mt. Si.

KJM
4-12-02

-- inspired by the evening trek upon Mt. Si of Hans Helm and Jeff Mix --