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"I am the mountain"
echoes down the shimmering valley
"I am wise beyond my years!"
and it is true
(or was)

Smiling down upon the trees and flowers
it gives life
No...
it breaths life into lost and lonely souls
the forest and meadows
even the whimsical flowers
shall know its love
cast down within its waters
as it too chuckles over boulders
knowing the deeds it does.

Great and daring
Yes...
it can be.
Though mistaken for its strength
its fortitude to withstand the blow
tides of evil and disdain.
For in wisdom it understands
it has its own peace
its heart has love
for even the simple playful grasses
and sinister thorns.
For with time comes wisdom
till dusk settles in
then with time comes only age.

And so it is
ever in the element
under attack so constant.
It wears...
as life does.
The winds are jealous of its stead
while the rains could care less
inflicting its harm
as thoughtless
as yawning in the dusk.

No...
the mountain can not be a mountain forever
Not all are with its kindness and love
they inflict their insipid bruises
day in and day out
as the talus grows about its feet.

But...
at its deepest depths
beats its heart
it is but the dearest treasure
held in sad regard
but it is still the mountain
though torn and beaten to a mound
where pebbles smile back mocking
"Follow us...
Follow us!"

Though it weeps alone
Its heart is still there
last to be torn and wretched about.
Though it weeps
It is love still full, caring, and un-torn.
This heart can not be crushed
can not be taken
from deep within this vault
It shall exist unto the last
It shall hold love...
unto the last.

"I am the mountain!"
Yes...
it still echoes out into the void
"I am the mountain...
no more."
Soon I shall be but a pebble
Eventually ground to dust
and there shall lay my heart at last
... into the dust.


--wheels--



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I Am the Mountain
Date: Thursday, 16th June 2016 @ 08:49:35 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: wheels
I Am The Mountain

"I am the mountain"
echoes down the shimmering valley
"I am wise beyond my years!"
and it is true
(or was)

Smiling down upon the trees and flowers
it gives life
No...
it breaths life into lost and lonely souls
the forest and meadows
even the whimsical flowers
shall know its love
cast down within its waters
as it too chuckles over boulders
knowing the deeds it does.

Great and daring
Yes...
it can be.
Though mistaken for its strength
its fortitude to withstand the blow
tides of evil and disdain.
For in wisdom it understands
it has its own peace
its heart has love
for even the simple playful grasses
and sinister thorns.
For with time comes wisdom
till dusk settles in
then with time comes only age.

And so it is
ever in the element
under attack so constant.
It wears...
as life does.
The winds are jealous of its stead
while the rains could care less
inflicting its harm
as thoughtless
as yawning in the dusk.

No...
the mountain can not be a mountain forever
Not all are with its kindness and love
they inflict their insipid bruises
day in and day out
as the talus grows about its feet.

But...
at its deepest depths
beats its heart
it is but the dearest treasure
held in sad regard
but it is still the mountain
though torn and beaten to a mound
where pebbles smile back mocking
"Follow us...
Follow us!"

Though it weeps alone
Its heart is still there
last to be torn and wretched about.
Though it weeps
It is love still full, caring, and un-torn.
This heart can not be crushed
can not be taken
from deep within this vault
It shall exist unto the last
It shall hold love...
unto the last.

"I am the mountain!"
Yes...
it still echoes out into the void
"I am the mountain...
no more."
Soon I shall be but a pebble
Eventually ground to dust
and there shall lay my heart at last
... into the dust.


--wheels--





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