Silent whispers
exchange our ideas
what do you see?
can I elaborate?

aspen wisdom
all roots connect
ancient stories remembered
heard

high upon mountain passes
winds blow through your branches
autumn leaves fall
summer sun fading

below the surface
water flowing
feeding life above
love, thanks for being

silver and gold
precious metals
these mountains hold
protected

scratched upon white bark
those who came before
names
words once spoken

cradled upon your breast
wild flowers bloom
beauty elated
exasperated

i sing this song to you
mountain mama
printed ink on paper
a moment lasting forever