Once upon a time
I spotted a mountain I could climb Because not to do it - would be a total crime How could I miss out on such a prime? A peek so high Boy, did I try For a moment I believed I could fly Like a bird floating high in the sky But the mountain was only a reflection Waiting for me to make a connection It must also have faced once or twice - rejection And perhaps it finally lost its over-all direction. So what if I leave the mountain alone? And instead of climbing, just sit there on a stone It could be more peaceful than anything else I've known And before long, it would seem that I have grown. Grown to see that the mountain is not there at all And even if it was - it really isn't that tall And what if I had reached the top just so I could fall? All and all, I'd rather have a different kind of curtain call. ***
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AuthorIn April 2020, while experiencing her first ever global pandemic, Tamar Pelzig pledged to write something every day, even if it's only a word, so she welcomed to the world a daily blog to keep her creative writing wheels rolling. Categories
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