Rocky Mountain Wind
Rocky Mountain Wind – Since the early times in the Colorado Rocky Mountains man has searched for what he thought would make them rich and their lives complete. In their search they missed the obvious of what the Ute Indians of these mountains had already known – Contentment was not what was beneath the ground, but above in the trees, nature and the high mountain wind.
Rocky Mountain Wind
So blow, blow across the mountain and the clouds Rocky Mountain Wind,
Above the trees, stars, and clouds – where the wind and Indian spirits blend.
Since man has walked the white shroud mountains of old,
They search the Rocky Mountain frontier for wealth untold.
Above timberline and the clouds the vision is something to behold,
For those with the desire to hunt for the elusive silver and gold.
Life is harsh above the evergreen and aspen trees where the air is thin,
As desire turns into obsession for somewhere most have never been.
So blow, blow across the mountain and the clouds Rocky Mountain Wind,
Above the trees, stars, and clouds – where the wind and Indian spirits blend.
Loneliness and death have been just a lightning strike or snowstorm away,
On top of the mountain where the Ute Indians with arms held high use to pray.
What the gold and silver miners in their search for treasure can never see,
Is how the Rocky Mountain Wind can speak and was meant to set them free.
Lost in their desire for the shining silver twinkle and the golden lust,
What surrounds them is the wind of the olden Ute spirits and their trust.
For the ones that, look above the ground and listen to the rushing wind,
For the wealth that they seek rides the current and winds that the ancients send.
So blow, blow across the mountain and the clouds Rocky Mountain Wind,
Above the trees, stars, and clouds – where the wind and Indian spirits blend.
Kurt James
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I love this poem, Kurt. Your reference to the Ute Indians is very touching. Great phrasing and rhyme as always.
Thank you Phyllis – The Ute Indians that roamed the Colorado Rockies before men from Spain ever saw the high country play a huge part in all my novels.
Nicely penned and very much enjoyed Kurt. Cheers!
Glad you found some enjoyment in this piece Tony. Thanks for stopping by.
Beautifully written, for the dispense of what Nature had always been intended!
Thank you Donald for your kind comment.