A special place to return to are the mountains. This a cinquain cascade about that place to share on dVerse
return
each summer go
to mountain valley house
where we our peaceful solace find
alone
~~
each day
we share the water from the lake
the wind is our symphony
sweet lullaby
each night
~~
one day
we leave our home
and leaving, bringing back
the memory of mountain house
inside
~~
and now
with winter darkness find relief
in treasure of that house
our memory
we keep
—
February 16, 2013
Björn Rudbergs writings 
sounds like a magical place…i love the mountains…and one day hope to have a place in the mountains to retreat to…have lived around them most of my life…and spent quite a bit of time exploring them…cool use of the form as well..
It’s a synthesis of many places, and the house is often a tent. But sometimes a mountain hut where wanderers can stay a night or two. Less concerns to be a wanderer.
nice…the wind sings a wonderful lullaby..and love how the outside place creates and inside place of peace that you can carry along as well..
It brings a strength to carry me through a winter.
What wonderful memories you must carry with you of that mountain home when you are away. It sounds like a beautiful setting; and I can imagine how nice it is to have the wind sing you a lullaby each night!
Every summer we head for the mountains. The house is often a tent, so the place is a synthesis of many places.
What a lovely memory and poetic form to boot ~ I would love to go to the mountain house ~
In Sweden and Norway we have systems of mountain huts to stay in for a day or two when you are out wandering. Or you bring a tent.
I want to visit
A backpack and a pair of boots is all that you need. 🙂
Yay I got them!!!
I love the wide-open spaces of the mountains too. It’s far too long since I climbed one of our Scottish ones.
I agree, I feel better under a big open sky. Could be the mountains, the sea or the dessert.
Bjorn, thank you for sharing this beautiful place.
My pleasure, and thank you for reading and commenting.
Bjorn – what a gorgeous poem for what sounds like a gorgeous place. How wonderful to have those memories to treasure – K
It’s a blessed place indeed.
Ah, a really pretty poem and the shape works so beautifully – both as a kind of opening and closing of seasons, memories. k.
Thank you. Mountains are always on my mind.
It’s so fulfilling to have memories of a place like that in your life. Mountains have a most powerful presence…you shared that so beautifully.
Mountains are always inside my mind.
Ah sounds like a place in which to breath… lovely!
Mountain air and stillness give me strength.
The wind has the potential to be a soft lullaby or the stuff of nightmares – but mostly the former.
Tis wonderful to find our mountain home – wherever it might be – and the solace that it offers. Our mountain home can exist within us or without us.
Thank-you for your words Björn.
Anna :o]
Thank you so much for reading and commenting.
Oh wow, it sounds like quite a place! I love the mountains 🙂 Nicely done
Mountains gives me strength, thank you for visiting and leaving your comment
Absolutely. I look forward to reading more!
wild places alive make great memories.
Indeed they do 😦
There is a subtle magical feel to the imagery and lines that I keep coming back to. It makes me feel so nostalgic of a place I’ve never been to. Nicely done. 🙂
Nostalgia in the good sense I hope. Mountain bring me joy.
Sounds like a prayer and quite rightly too.
Interesting point, never my intention. But I can see it now.
I look forward each summer to the time we spend in the mountains of Wyoming, away from the everyday. The mountains bring me joy, also, and peace. Thanks for putting that into such beautiful words.
janet
I have been in Wyoming and enjoyed it immensely. Swedish mountain is not as dramatic, but maybe more remote, we spend it without any electricity, just a gas-stove and a tent. 🙂
People do that sort of camping in Wyoming but we stay in a cabin. Fun either way and the mountains are healing to me. Unfortunately, the only place I’ve been in Sweden was Stockholm and that was many, many years ago. I did see some of the mountains in Norway, taking the train along the fjords and they were spectacular.
..I’m going back to catch up on last weeks’s posts on Cohen..I can imagine his reading this aloud…there’s something special about a mountain and a lake and a house ..nice…
Mountains is what make me survive city winters