Mountain Solitude
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In solitude of the edge of day, there is a crimson blush along the hills
And a world switches direction, ......as if to tumble into eternity
Where shadows of the mountains, high, hover silently, over asphalt roads,.....
bend and curl, and morph their shapes... to follow curves of earth
When the shadow of a lonely pine becomes longer,.......
than ever the tree was tall
When my own silhouette, so dark and stretched, and long,......
seems to walk between earth and sky
In utter harmony at end of day, my arms seem longer,...
long enough,... to reach the evening star
Copyright © Carrie Richards | Year Posted 2011
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