The Mountain Goat

I envy the agility of a mountain goat, so sure footed without even looking at the ground.

Stark against the skyline
On a pinnacle he stands,
Tranquillity and peace divine,
In the domain he commands.

Leaping and bounding ever free,
And humbly we try to follow,
When approached he shies timidly,
And runs to the rest in the hollow.

Always proving his superiority
While moving so gracefully too,
Humans only have authority
To appreciate the wondrous view.