The mountain

A writing I did after going to RMNP with my little brother.

I fear, that if I
Close my eyes,
I'll forgot the picture
perfect Jagged edges,
Carved from weather and fury
On your sides.

I'll forget,
The bastions of life
Left by touch and grace,
To grow on your hide
Full of steps that vibrate
The pools of water
I'd pass by,
Dear mountain,
I hope I never forget
What joy and awe
Hidden deep, but easy to find.

Dear mountain,
Let this
Reminiscence
Overflowing
In every sense
Capture my mind.

And whatever I do, I promise,
I won't close my eyes.

Reviews

[Srchaud]

Beatiful. Most likely not what you intended but to me the poem is about life and the fear it will pass you by all to quickly without ever seeing its true beauty.

[Ric Miner]

That was, in fact, exactly what I intended. So mission accomplished. Haha. Thanks again! 🙌