Montani semper liberi

[feralpen]

Montani semper liberi

In whisper, speaks the Appalachian trail
Of ages she has seen from long ago
The weathered waters wear the mountains veil
As down her skirts, the mighty rivers flow

Yet sing her children's songs both proud and true
Then play a kindred tune of you and me
And e're that we should meet, I'll bow to you
For we know that mountaineers are always free

[Fenris]

See you in the hills sometime, my friend!

Reminds me of an old guy who wrote guidebooks for people walking in the Yorkshire and Cumbrian hills and dales. He had his ashes scattered there, but said in one of his books that if you caught a bit of grit in your boot whilst up in the high country, not to curse and swear, as it might well be a little piece of him!

[feralpen]

Thank you Fenris...

For stopping by and leaving such a warm comment. I think the gentleman you mention might have been a great friend. Sounds like he enjoyed his life, what more can we ask?

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