He climbed the mountain so high,
so high that he might touch the sky,
the sky so blue, with clouds floating by,
by, good-bye he wishes them on their way,
their way drifting from his hilltop viewing
viewing the world in broad expansive glancing,
glancing back to where he began the day,
the day of a solitary task for doing,
doing the climb to where the heavens are dancing
dancing on mountain top
top the mountain so high