The Top

 

Milky Way lights to tell me the city has passed

Urban drumbeats, overflowing mind now miscast

One sided & demanding cold & unforgiving

Any mountain seduces with disbelieving 

 

The Middle

 

Mountains & hardship always encourage humanity

Commeradery, unselfishly giving with mental impunity 

A counterattack on what's unimportant, what's hollow

A way to give back when running to follow

 

I enjoy dropping the fake western world of taking

I know it's not the same, I can return, but I'm not mistaken 

Being grounded is solid footing of the heart & mind

Tolerance on both sides need to be realigned 

 

The Bottom

 

Neutral sounds fill nothing  & everything with empathy

Birds, running water, cicada all share sympathy 

A smiling lady named Goodwill, says hi 

Dark skinned, brown eyed, she says bye.