When I dream

I dream of the
wind blowing
in the pines

I dream of
walking in the creek
and counting fish

I dream of
raindrops
in the sunshine

I dream of the
fresh scent
of the wildrose's
in the winter

I dream of
walking the hills
with the Deer, Elk
and Wild Horse's

My dream
the clouds drift by slower,
the birds sing longer,
and I can see
the other side
of the mountain.