Love is like a mountain
That gives itself to the sea
It's only when you loose yourself
That you can hope to be free
Take the mountain
With you when you go
Stone by stone
And where there once
Was nothing
May another island grow
Wild geese
In chevron flight
Above the whole creation
Become a moving image
Of a mountain
In formation
Water falls with such a force
The stream carves out a groove
The sweeter song is near the source
Where stones begin to move
Moonlit river relected below
Wild geese in migration
To reach heaven we've further to go
Always flying in formation
© 2000 Stefan des Lauriers