The birds sing a melody

that makes her heart go wild,

crisp morning air

brings on the high

of life

in slow motion,

fresh mountain breeze

beckons her to follow,

as she sighs

feeling the knot inside,

urging her the other way.

Stay here darling, a little longer,

there is no wrong or right,

just cold under our feet,

a tingling in our knees,

and light between our eyes.