This is my world, high on this mountain. <br />The wind whispers to me, constantly. <br />It is so peaceful here, so quiet, <br />I am one with the desert all around me. <br />Far away to the north, <br />Is the Marine base. <br />My son is there. <br />Far, far, to the northwest, <br />Is the house. <br />My wife is there, and my grandchildren. <br />God has blessed this high place, <br />With infinite beauty. <br />Blue mountains far to the north, <br />Nevada is that way. <br />To the west a red and purple sunset, <br />Behind the slumbering giant, <br />Covered with snow. <br />Ravens and crows, make their way to their homes, <br />Their day is done. <br />In the surrounding hills, <br />The coyotes intone their songs. <br />The jackrabbits and the cottontails, <br />Keep a watchful eye, lest they be caught unawares. <br />And then the sun drops behind, <br />The white peaks in the west. <br />The Joshua trees become like, <br />Gigantic warriors in the dark. <br />And yet I will not leave. <br />Never in my life, <br />Have I felt such peace. <br />Night approaches fast, <br />And I have a long way to go, <br />Before I rest. <br />But my desert is cool now. <br />The breeze from the dreaming west, <br />Caresses my face, and blows through my hair. <br />Slowly so slowly, <br />I descend from my mountain, <br />And regretfully leave my world behind. <br />Tomorrow I shall return, <br />If God so wishes. <br /> <br />4/5/10 Written in Twenty Nine Palms California<br /><br />Juan Olivarez<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/this-is-my-world-5/
