Mountain Stream

In summer’s heat, on mountain path,

Beneath a roof of green,

I wend my way through bend and gap

To river bank serene.

I dip my hot and weary feet

Into the chilly flow

Of mountain water, coursing ‘neath

The distant peaks of snow.

So rest I there, in rippling stream,

‘Neath canopy of leaves,

With nature singing, like a dream, 

All worries to relieve.