I hide in the shadows.
A silent person among the shadows.
Do not look for me but seek the mountain behind me.
Beyond the shadows where I stand as a silent person.
A mountain that speaks volume of nature's call.
I am puny and small.
Limited in space and time.
Yet the mountain is big and timeless.
Do not look for me for solitude.
Seek the mountain's snowy fortitude.
It is loud for all to see.
Its embrace soothes the soul.
I may not hear nature's call.
But my mountain shouts to all.
If you need a friend
Look up to your white, gentle giant.
I hide in the shadows.
Black as a crow.
I am not important.
But my mountain is.
Picture: Mt Rainier. September 2010. You can see me in the shadows on the right.
8 comments:
Nice!
:-)
Thank you. One of my rare moments.
*LIKE*
Nicely said! By the way, even Ridor was affected by that same mountain! Hope to one day have my own mountain, too!
Love the poem!
Thumbs up!
SI! That mountain is important. AND! You asked not to look for you, but seek the mountain behind you, I could not resist! I see you! *Double thumbs up!*
Lovely ode to a mountain (Nature). Its wonders can truly inspire the poet or artist in all of us. :)
Ann_C
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