Mountain Rocks

Freedom can be like the flow of a river
earthbound sensational we begin to shiver
caves sandstone bricks and hilltop mountains
Nowhere in sight was there a fountain

Loose rocks collapsing rolling to the bottom
approximately 200 feet down a proportion are rotten
Underwater creatures not one to be seen
One person’s hobby another person’s dream

Torches shining incredible things discovered
Brought to the surface strange things uncovered
History presented before our eyes
What an experience simple but easy to justify
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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