"The Cabin in the Valley."

 In a Valley, in between
two Great Mountains sits
a snow covered cabin
From afar, all You can
see of it, is Smoke rising
from its chimney, into the
sky

It's not a big cabin but
it's perfect to the person
living there
When You walk out the door
there is a Wonderful river
filled with so many fish,
that You couldn't count
them

Deer, nonchalantly walk
across the yard looking for
food and to drink from the
water

A man sits at the window
watching the snow falling
ever so quietly
He grabs His coat and gun
and goes after His dinner

A solid Elk is what he hits
Then takes it and gives thanks
for its Sacrifice to the Earth
and Skies
And, cleans it, stripping the
flesh from neck to thighs

He'll make steaks, jerky and
stock up for the Winter but to
Enjoy His Kill, it'll be Stew
tomorrow for dinner

People say He is a Strange man
because He won't leave that
isolated place
To most it's Weird, but, to Him
it's Heaven

Living down in that Valley offers
Him all the Necessities of this
Life: It's a Store and His Church...

Paradise

Never will He leave till the Lord
calls Him Home, because when He
built that House, He found Peace
and the Beast in His Soul, never
again Roared