Ode to John Muir

he said:
“ the mountains are calling and I must go “
I went for some reason, I just don’t know
the woods make me feel alive and free
on a trail or by the lake there I’ll be

he said:
” come to the mountains to find rest “
it’s  where I can breath, play, where I’m at my best

he said:
“ and into the forest I go to lose my mind and find my soul “
I climb higher and higher 
I go alone yet I feel whole

he said:
“ going to the mountains is going home “
whether summer or fall,
a starlit night or sun kissed day,  I wander I roam