DocAndersen
rise to dwarf you to eclipse you
insignificant as you stand
in the shadow of my shadow
eclipsed. Breathe
take in the smell of
fish
and water that sitting
quietly waiting
the rumble of the rock
prayed loose from a million years
of clinging
letting go
fingers white with clenching
as they fall
to crash into oblivion
far below.
stand in that shadow
stand beneath the mountain
and know you are small.
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Sometimes memories won’t go away, right?
Memories are an important part of ourselves. There are those who remember all their lives.
they truly are – thanks! I agree with your thoughtful comment!
I cannot in any way forget some of my memories.
there are good and bad memories, they keep us going!
Beautiful photo and I have many vivid memories. Good and not so good.
i am in that boat with you! good and bad memories!
True. Love that poem, sounds like something John Muir would’ve loved as well.
it was written about a mountain in Indiana, that really is a hill with attitude!