HEAVEN'S GATE Eagles soaring high above the tallest of trees, Chipmunks and country mice scattering among the downed leaves. Where this view of life can only be seen, is with Canada and Maine in between It's a warm and cozy feeling almost heavenly, spiritual and divine, One which can't help but touch any human who chooses to hunt, fi sh or climb. It's not for the fragile, weak or the meek, But rather for those who prefer isolation and even not to speak For those who stalk and climb and become one with mother earth Because that's how they determine and discover Their character, their worth.