Tzouhalem Morning
There’s a sweetness to the forest
underfoot and in the air,
when the wind creates a chorus,
and the birdsong sounds a prayer.
How the fragrance of the backwood
makes one suddenly aware
of all that yet is still so good
though one’s life may seem unfair
And if you reach that distant ledge,
remove shoes and look around,
you’re right above the ocean’s edge,
Mount Tzouhalem’s holy ground.
JPH 25/07/18
(Janet and I have hiked to the cross on Mt. Tzouhalem once or twice on every summer visit to Vancouver Islamd going back to when the children were very young.)
