Isabel Ecclestone Mackay's Poem: On The Mountain

A poem by Isabel Ecclestone Mackay
On The Mountain
________________________________________________ Title: On The Mountain Author: Isabel Ecclestone Mackay [More Titles by Mackay] THE top of the world and an empty morning, Mist sweeping in from the dim Outside, The door of day just a little bit open-- The wind's great laugh as he flings it wide! O wind, here's one who would travel with you To the far bourne you alone may know-- There would I seek what some one is hiding, There would I find where my longings go! To some deep calm would I drift and nestle Close to the heart of the Great Surprise. O strong wind, do you laugh to see us? We are so little and oh, so wise! [The end] Isabel Ecclestone Mackay's poem: On The Mountain ________________________________________________ GO TO TOP OF SCREEN

A poem by Isabel Ecclestone Mackay