I hold the mountains if they were my own,
Losing a part of myself in the sunrise;
The cresting warmth against the moody cliffs,
Hugs the snow-capped peaks;
So high they could shake the hand of God,
I sink into the forgetfulness of urban life,
As I fall in love with places,
That I’ve never been.
Thereβs nothing quite like being one with nature to remind us who we are again. Wonderful words paired with that awesome image made me feel as if I were there, as well.
Thank you very much!!!!
It takes me right there!
Robert, this poem is absolutely beautiful!
Thank you for the kind words!
Wowww.i really love this. I love how you put me there experiencing that in just a few lines. Sometimes less is more. You nailed it. πππ A+
Wow. You put me there in so few words. Very impressive and thank you for creating that feeling in me. πππ Perfect poem.
Great job Robert!! Very real and raw!
I really appreciate this!!!!
Beautiful words! Followed you.
By the way I started a blog where I post poems and short stories. Would appreciate if you could check it out.
The natural imagery of nature, perfectly expressed.
The natural imagery of nature, perfectly expressed.