hmm, nammuch I can say here. Just a mental image I had.


Mountains Will Tremble

Travel across to the ends of the earth
Where the mountains will tremble
And boulders have mirth
Aimlessly wander the green brown glade
That trickles with fear
And hides under shade
Creep closer, creep near, the great cascade,
Thunderous falls
No more promenade

Tender green leaf
Filtering light
Show me the awe of His wondrous might
Bark of the elders
Rough and scarred
Lay my cheek against wisdom marred
Tangling vine,
Twine over love
Each one created by the One above




Poetry by Inchworm
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Written on 2007-03-27 at 04:47

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