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justmerae1
The man who went up the mountain and came back with a poem
Texaspilot · 51-55, M
Bkue Flower
A single flower grows out of the granite.
Cloaked in thin air nearer the starlight.
A random seed travelled far,
Anchored defiantly amidst the hardness.
Beauty aloft unseen until now.
Its hue contrasted with gray.
An unlikely alliance,
Fed by light.
I never knew that day I woke,
Ropes and chalk to ascend,
My fleeting encounter remembered still,
Among the weather worn rocks.
Patrick
12/9/15
About finding a flower while climbing to the top of a mountain face in the Cascade Mountains.
A single flower grows out of the granite.
Cloaked in thin air nearer the starlight.
A random seed travelled far,
Anchored defiantly amidst the hardness.
Beauty aloft unseen until now.
Its hue contrasted with gray.
An unlikely alliance,
Fed by light.
I never knew that day I woke,
Ropes and chalk to ascend,
My fleeting encounter remembered still,
Among the weather worn rocks.
Patrick
12/9/15
About finding a flower while climbing to the top of a mountain face in the Cascade Mountains.
justmerae1
Nice