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Saturday, June 2, 2012

Rocks of the mountain...

They were pebbles;
Green-red lables,
I turned stone,
Made no bones.

The weather clement;
Earth was savant,
Crevices cracked unbound,
thunder came again and sound.

Rocks of the mountain,
Clouds of the fountain,
Came down the sky,
no excuse,no why.

The dust settled,
those living rattled,
Rocks came down,
Mountains still home bound.

The vertigo was much,
But the fall was such,
The beauty increased,
All insecurity ceased.

We all are at the top,
Will come down in a hop,
Think of the rocks on the mountain,
Earth calls all,common or main.

Random Musings...