Another one from Court...

...written while on a hunting trip with a couple of his friends:

This is for you, Goldie! High in the mountains, Over the pass, Down in the lush valley, Filled with tall grass..... East River ranch, The meadow unfolds... Mountains on both sides, We tremble with cold. Up on the hillside, We view the bald peaks; High above timberline, It's elk that we seek.... The beauty is breath taking The sky is turning gray.... We three hunters stand waiting, "Scoping" their prey. In rolls the snowstory.. Down the meadow, from the West, The hunters all shudder, And zip up their vests... Wind and snow, hail and sleet, We trudge back to the cabin... To warm frozen feet. My thoughts turn to spirits; And those that are by my side... I'm warmed by the feelings, That there YOU abide! The incredible beauty, Of all I survey... Reminds me of your spirit, Just a heartbeat away! I'm sad and I'm happy; Beguiled by the bliss... Of spiritual proximity, In moments like this... Two spirits enraptured; Two spirits entwined; Two destinies unfolding; ... a feeling sublime! Affectionately, C.