Mountain Spirits

the wind, the wind
the wind it moves
galloping galloping
sounds like hooves
of unseen horses
hurrying along
air in motion's
rushing song
galloping over the ocean blue
galloping on past me and you
into the mountains' canyons deep
whose rushing waters wake from sleep
mountain spirits, all alive
inside the earth where they survive
for countless ages as eons flow
there is no time, nobody to know
the tick tick tick of human mind
the measured pace of pretend time -
the wind, the wind
the wind it moves
galloping galloping
sounds like hooves
of unseen horses
hurrying along
air in motion's
rushing song
galloping over the ocean blue
galloping on past me and you
into the mountains' canyons deep
whose rushing waters wake from sleep
mountain spirits, all alive
inside the earth where they survive