The Mountain

Inspired by the mountains in wyoming where I was raised.

I am strong, enormously so.
And my color, a strong solid blue.
Until the white comes.
How could something so transparent,
so seemingly harmless
transform that strength into nothing.
It comes swirling high and low, all around me.
It engulfs me. Consumes me.
Until I become a part of it.
It casts it's bright coldness down
into all my creases and caverns
until I am completely unrecognizable.
When it finally releases its grasp and creeps away,
you can see the frozen mark it's left on me.
I am weak, parts of me falling into the deep.
And my color, white.
Though I am crumbling under this new look,
my backbone stays strong.
Because soon the warm color of yellow and green will come, and once again, I will be blue.

Reviews

[~*~Peace Keeper~*~]

^^ I like this, I love mountains! Though I have never been to Wyoming, well not for very long any way just driving through, ^^ sounds beautiful though! The last line is very interesting, "when warm color of yellow and green will come, and once again, I will be blue", haha it sounds like it would be sad xD but I understand that is just its color. lol

Good Job

[lonelyshadow]

You have created such a beautiful image in my mind!

[The lost boy]

I love this! I liked how you described this mountain through its own eyes. Beautiful.

[Devi DM]

What a beautiful way to describe a mountain through wonderful use of imagery. Loved reading this. Thank you for sharing your words.