How wild that even
the mountain remains humble,
yet stands above all.
How does it work?
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.
More stories from Muse and writers in Poets and other communities.
First flower breaks ice. What glorious day is this: Spring on the mountain.
By Muse3 years ago in Poets
—and you call me embarrassing. your words sting, dripping with venom, sending my body into panic. I cry, half anger / half devastation.
By katherine j zumpano4 days ago in Poets
One spring day of sun and air, Harsh wind against my cheek— Life’s sudden slap, Right across my seeking. . Stand firm against the battles of the wind,
By Henrik Hageland3 days ago in Poets
Hi All: I hope that you enjoy the following poem. It demonstrates a time when God showed up in my life in an unexpected and miraculous way when I needed him most.
By Tiffany Gordon2 days ago in Motivation
Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.