A love letter to my home.
Oh, great mountain, why do you stare? Are you reading my secrets? Perhaps judging my hair?
For a mountain so grand aren’t I something bland?
Such a powerful giant, so wise and free, why must you insist on staring at me?
Surely there are more exciting things to see.
Perhaps those whales I fear, or bears, or deer!
Your valley is home to so many things, why not linger your sights on a great raven’s wings?
I sit still as you do, I have given no prompt: but I welcome your presence as you spy, as you taunt.
I suppose we can both sit in silence as the ocean breeze sings and together we’ll spend the short time our sun brings.
But as she dives to foreign skies – please rest your wise eyes on a great raven’s wings.
Love this Rosebud.
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Oh Thou Omniscient “Adult-child”.. I here to fore acclaim you higher, taller, deeper, wiser, smarter than most of Mother Earth’s mortal beings !!!!
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Thanks Gwamma dot!.. I think..?
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