My Heart Is a Mountain
formed from the hot magma of the earth
Tectonic plates that collided long ago
Although like the himalayas my heart still grows
Where the creeks still flow like a warm bloodstream
Blue light shattered in an atmospheric gleam
Tall granite walls built to protect me
This is how the world has always existed
An attempt of salvation held far in the distance
A crease
A crevasse
A crack to solidify
The rigid rocks cut deep
Rising to new heights
A barrier meant to be freed by sky
the ground is held steady as the mountain stretches high
Into the abyss
Perpetually motionless
The glare of the girl left to bear witness
-to the sight Of God.
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