a mountain stands
in front of me
a mountain cold
and blue
I dare not hope to pass beyond
but then I further place my self
and sight the sea
out back
and a strange light
which beckons
no need to climb
this peak
but take instead
the long way round
observe the roots
from which its might has sprung
and leave a place
for wild imaginings
(c) Helen McKinlay
I wrote this a dozen years ago. It was inspired by a picture but I like the message it sends me now. There are many mountains in life and some are best left to themselves.
Go well. Have a great week. And do touch base with The Tuesday Poem Hub . Today is Tuesday Poem’s fourth birthday and we celebrate with a unique collaboration of lines. It’s rampant with the poetic senses. What’s not to love about it. 🙂
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