"You will know them from their absence, the quiet ones, those left behind will feel the loss! Holes left large in the water of time with steady hand withdrawn they pass to an Unknown next big show…." Poetry is often a way of coming to terms with the darker mind and many of the poems here deal with loss, a theme that grows in importance as we journey through life. To write positive poetry has been my aim in the past. However, loss teaches us so much that it is a shame we were not born knowing the things it teaches - the world might be a happier place if we were. Yet such is Karma and the journey is all we have. The poems as always are written in Love and I hope you find something in my ramblings, something of hope perhaps. The title of the collection reflects my father's love for mountains. The image is one of my own, taken from the lake in Golden Ears Provincial Park a place he never visited but would have loved. This collection is dedicated to his memory.