Orvilles Mountains
You such as tired horses!
Running between the spirit of trees;
Then absconding - such as four Doves
To distant clouds
You Oh 'Orville’s' mountains
As you are on the ground,
Glorified in heaven!
And you O Plains
Where the trees bunched
Like doves, cooing with songs
And brighten like a pebble into brook
You O 'Elijah' plains
You a witness ,never know what war is!
And what the mystery of death!
Copyright © Fatima Nusairat | Year Posted 2014
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