The Mountain {poetry}

Posted on by evelyn 
The mountain grows beyond my reach,
It jags up, scaling high,
It's nature's tower built of stone,
And sculptured toward the sky.

With moss and trees and fields of green,
Where deer and bears do home,
With caves and trails and such fun things
Through which we long to roam.

What secrets lie within its paths?
What joys are there to find?
What quiet beauties wait our search,
To wander through the pines?

In silence soak in solitude,
Taste the peacefulness,
Among the mountains I shall go,
To seek my prayers and rest.

Published by evelyn

heyo! my name is evelyn and i like things like stories, people, elephants, hot tea, chocolate, dancing in the rain and reading poetry out loud in the dark and also driving with the windows down and music up. i name my plants weird names.

11 thoughts on “The Mountain {poetry}”

        1. Wait?…Y’all are going to the Appalachians?! Hold on, cause I’m coming too! (That was a gorgeous poem, Evelyn. I love the emotions you evoked through your simple but beautiful words.)

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  4. Ah, you know when you are outside, gazing at the towering mountains and you are just completely awed? That’s how I feel here, now, reading your poem! 🙃

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