The mountains are calling
they're calling my name.
I long to let go of
this life that's so plain.
The hustle and bustle.
The ol' nine-to-five.
Surrounded by nature,
my soul comes alive.
Please join me on the patio
let me share my dream with you.
There is a fairytale cottage
with a stunning mountain view.
Where a symphony of wild birds
serenades from overhead.
And the fragrance of fresh-turned-earth
drifts up from the garden bed.
Mother Earth is calling me.
She has been calling me back home.
To where I am meant to be
My spirit is longing to roam.
To sit by a waterfall
and feel the earth beneath my feet.
Go racing through the forest
and explore the rivers and streams.
To live off the land.
Reconnect with the earth.
I'll watch the sun rise.
And begin my rebirth.
I will cleanse my soul
underneath the moonbeams.
This is the picture
Of my emerald dream.
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