I like the mountains, calm, majestic, wise, <br /> I'm sure that in their ancient bosom, lies <br /> The answer to all things. <br /> I like the desert--endless, ageless, blest, <br /> Unsuffering now, from its quenchless <br /> Thirst, in the rest death brings. <br /> <br /> I like the song of birds, in early morn, <br /> Ripping notes, tumbling over one another, <br /> In their effort to be born gave me a thrill. <br /> A baby's outstretched arms, and trusting eyes <br /> And sweet beguiling smile, behind which lies <br /> An indomitable will.<br /><br />Claudine James<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/things-6/
