The inspiration for “His Majesty”: 

I was on a week long summer pack trip into the Eagle Cap wilderness, in Eastern Oregon, a few years ago with my long time packing partner, RE Sharp.  As we rode along in solitude and silence, enveloped in the majesty of those mountains, I remember musing over a few lines of this poem in my mind.  

His Majesty

There’s a place in Eastern Oregon                                                  

Where the mountains punched holes in the skies                  

In the days God told them…”Take root here”                               

…It’s a land way too small for their size                                       

Yet this land and its mountains are vast                                      

It’s a place where the great eagles fly                                

Over trails that lead up to treasures…                                        

Hidden lakes, green meadows, blue sky

As God let’s me ride through these mountains                        

His majesty… they ever proclaim                                   

I never can ride through these mountains                      

Then return home and still be the same

© Byrl Keith Chadwell