On the mountain
goats draw the lines
they sketch the trees, the horizon the leaves
the curves of your thoughts

Do they know of him
his colors, his shapes?

Finding him once again
while bringing them home

Building houses
stone by stone
they shape the heights, the canyons, the light,
the peace in your mind

Do they know of him
his kindness , his strength?

Finding him once again
in building a home