Alone by myself I sit and wonder,
There lies the lights of Missoula below,
The mountains of Montana undulating for what seems eternity.
The brisk fall wind blows it's drifts down the valley,
Here I am alone by myself.
If I am only one human being, I am being selfish in enjoying the view?
After all, there are 62,000 Missoulans and 6.5 Billion people in the world.
But if modesty and humility are virtues,shouldn't I live like a monk?
I can certainly set up a miserly hovel above this grandiose mountain.
But if that's the logic of modesty, isn't Missoula a product of greed?
After all people settled this valley, murdered the natives, all for personal ambition.
But therein lies the question, that has been stumbled over and over again.
Where does the ambigious line between personal ambition and insatiable greed lie?
Of course, we have our personal ambitions, mine is to help the world be a happy,loving and wealthy place to be.
But is that soliciting myself?
The mountains keep rolling on like waves in a tempstatious ocean,
but the wildest waves lie in my lost mind.
Very well written, I like the scathing critique of humanity and what I assume to be your town. An interesting concept, enjoying beauty being wrong because of what was lost to attain it. However, the moral question implies a concept of all of us being responsible for the sins of our fathers which I don't agree with. Either way, well written, hardline and unyielding. I love the last two lines contrasting what you see to what you feel.
I, unfortunatly do not live in Missoula,Montana. From my studies of geography,it's a town that would be heaven for me.
I live in New Jersey. Crappy state.
This is a vision of the future.