A Mountain Awaits

somewhere a mountain awaits,

without worry, without danger,

without fear, only quiet

simple living;

no lust,

no yearning,

no desire;

somewhere there’s a mountain,

or a desert, or an ocean beach,

it doesn’t really matter,

this flesh shall be no more,

all the baggage removed,

prison bars gone forever,

no more pain, no more disappointment,

no more darkness;

only peace;

somewhere there’s a home that

does not fade, a life that is

not illusion, a body that does

not decay, a world that does

not crumble;

somewhere there is You.

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