How many rivers, creeks and lakes he had traveled.
His first memory was of the fire and his first canoe.
Birch covered vehicle, wondrous freedom finder.
With father's rifle at his side, beaver pelts to trade.
The tribes they came to welcome him as a true forest brother.
His honest tongue guided them in just which men to trust.
His cheeks were red below squinting eyes of winter suns.
Rugged as the mountain pass, true as the northern star.
Moonlight tales by firelight he shared the elk with all.
Until at last the mountains called and he would bid them well.
Away he leaped bound for heights no earthly horse could reach.
Marking seasons by the moss and angles of the western sun.
On a river new to him he felt an unfamiliar force and quickening.
His heart raced for just a moment as he steadied for eternity.
His weary bones had run their course and he let the canoe glide.
The rush turned to a roar as he paddled toward the waterfall.
No witness saw that fateful moment unless you count the trees.
The mountain man with father's rifle knew the time was at hand
No funeral or eulogy no eyes to wipe or regrets to repress.
The mountain man let out a yell that summed up all his happiness.
Wow! What a wonderful blending of spirit and humanity! A mountain man embodies the epitome of man connected to nature with a free spirit in whatever form he takes. When we read about the afterlife travels, we often first think of mythology and the river Styx. But here, you've done something quite different while showing the reader how the human life and the spirit world are really quite entertwined if we just open our eyes to the possibility. You do such a great job of characterization here and you also bring in the philosophical your continued writing about eternity. My favorite poems of yours are the ones where you introduce us to your characters...and this mountain man is among them, along with Roosevelt and Poe. Bravo!
This is a good story poem, and I enjoyed reading it through twice. I like your style.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a very good write, such a pleasure to read. Thanks for sharing