Written by Marini Barika Facey
I miss your mountain peak and the snow
that cascades down and melts.
I extend my hands to the sky
and the sun kisses my face.
Your mountain is the only place
I want to linger and dwell.
It is my secret place!
At the tip of the peak,
I slowly, gently bring my lips close
and cup my hands to drink
of the waters that flow down,
so I do not miss a single drop.
I am a ravine...
...out of you flows rivers of living waters.
You peek to see,
I find it refreshes me!
Let me stay...
I can see everything from up here!
Every moment with you
is like shooting stars,
sunsets
and sunrises;
You deeply gaze
to catch a glimpse of my eyes...
...as they capture wonder!