high upon my hill

High upon my hill.

How wonderful it is up here,

High upon this majestic hill,

The air is clear and the view surreal,

Here I am alone with my inner most thoughts.

The sense of peace and serenity,

I feel so free and my mind is wonderfully clear,

Nothing is wrong, all is calm within,

I indulge in self release.

I love it up here so very much,

My dad always said that god lived up here,

Keeping his holy eyes on all around,

Perhaps I feel him now, perhaps I do.

The cool breeze washes over my face,

Cleansing my mind, my soul, such joy,

My special place, alone to think, to ponder,

I shall always return, return when I need,

Because high on this hill,

I find life again, I find me.