Go ye to the mountain

Go ye to the mountain
And taste the pearly fountain
That seeped the earth in tune
Awaiting lifes gown
Through thicket and soft fern
Past the dens and by the stream
Waiting for footsteps
The pitter and the splatter
Those looking for God
Others for pleasure
As the rapture falls
Bring their measure
And the watching diamonds
Sparkle ashore
To catch the essence of the soul
That turn the heart or tug it down
Deeper still underground
Where crystals call
Though etched as one
And lift the thought
Into meditation