Sidney Beck Poet Rhyme

The Language of the Mountains

THE LANGUAGE OF THE MOUNTAINS




                                                    These are MY own mountains,
                Which have been admired by many pilgrims before me.
              Yet these dales of heaven are  unchanged by their words.
                    As  a language is owned by me and countless others, 
                         Myriad-coloured with shades of others’ meanings,
                                                            But  is forever still mine.


Measureless silent airy voids between
Front hills dry with scattered pines;
Then green-draped forests of soft fir-spines,
Shielding in turn the way to heaven’s haven.

Each proud snow-bound summit
Unclimbed save one or two, I own them all.
I am in their majestic thrall -
An ownership consummate.

They  speak in my memory like kin.
When away, I miss them like close friends.
Unchanging, familiar, warm -  without end. 
Outside me,  but deep within.   

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NOTE.     I used to live in the high Rockies in Alberta.    It seemed that not only I, but all the locals, shared exactly the same feelings towards "their" mountains.

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Ilene Bauer November 13, 2016 at 3:27 PM very beautiful, sidney! i love the feeling of ownership you convey and the last line summarizes it brilliantly...

Heidi Sands November 13, 2016 at 6:39 AM Very Nice! I live in the mountains and absolutely love the mountains.

Christy Stover November 13, 2016 at 3:45 AM Beautiful poem. That's how us here in WA state feel about "our mountains". I think mountains are God's way of telling us to love our community and recognize that we are all part of something much bigger and grander than our individual selves. Sidney Beck November 13, 2016 at 4:14 AM Thanks for enjoying my poem.......yes of course I know Washington state has its beautiful mountains too.....and you no doubt feel as deeply about them. Best wishes.