I climbed a mountain
and met the sky,
kept a little
for later.

I wished wishes,
sang pretty songs;
communed with
beloved Mother.

On top of the world,
a cloud's eye-view.

On this rock,
where nobody goes;
I am free;

unbound; unchained

And I will soar

with redtailed hawks;

to find my spirit again.

Thank you Mother.