1) Flowers blooming, mountains looming, towering over the land,
Alpine glow, lights the snow, holding heavens hand,
There's power in these places, it's simple as a child,
John Muir he knew the key to all, was to keep it free and wild.
Yes, the fire of ol' Man Muir
Is still a-shining bright,
Up in the High Sierra, out in the Range of Light.
2) Water calling, water falling, to a chorus all its own,
Fans of spray, leap and play, while tearing down the stone,
There's music in that river, it sweeps you with its song
You've known it all your lifetime, and now its time to sing along.
3) Mirrors of time, reflections shine, double up the day,
There's a new view, shining through you, lighting up the way,
Somewhere in the depths, of that crystal mountain lake,
Is the thought to keep it as it is, just for its own sake.
This world keeps right on turning
But his words keep right on burning
All inspired by the sights, here in the Range of Light
Copyright 1996, Reprinted here by permission from Walkin' Jim Stoltz.
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