(24 March 1882 – 13 November 1941 / Melbourne / Australia)

The Mountain Road

COMING down the mountain road
Light of heart and all alone,
I caught from every rill that flowed
A rapture of its own.

Heart and mind sang on together,
Rhymes began to meet and run
In the windy mountain weather
And the winter sun.

Clad in freshest light and sweet
Far and far the city lay
With her suburbs at her feet
Round the laughing bay.

Like an eagle lifted high
Half the radiant world I scanned,
Till the deep unclouded sky
Circled sea and land.

No more was thought a weary load,
Older comforts stirred within,
Coming down the mountain road
The earth and I were kin.

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Comments (8)

Without feeling, I was carried along in a mesmerizing walk. Its a nice touching poem worth again and again.
Don't agree that final 'The' should be omitted. Perhaps 'The Earth' would have been clearer: -) It's a very beautiful poem. The author is long dead, so needs no encouragement from us.
Agreed with TGC and MM below regarding final line. Hard to write this kind of poem and avoid both cliche and kind of senseless rhyme for the sake of rhyme. You did a good job.
Sort of felt like being in the wagon.
really beautiful....no i can say enchanting bringing out all the beauty of nature through your words..
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