Best Mountaintops Poems
Frozen On Mountaintops Snowy White Slopes
Fast fading shades of beautiful new morn
angelic rays melt silver frost away;
promising life in each new day when born,
flow even if mortal man fails to pray.
Angels weep from heavenly perches high,
gifting tears refreshing mankind's lost hopes;
Life and love applauded with angel sighs,
frozen on mountaintops snowy white slopes.
At sunset , when we fail to wave goodbye
angels say a prayer for our lost souls;
standing guard within each new night skies,
despite even dark thunder's mighty rolls.
Although angels watch and often they weep,
we may sometimes feel such tears in our sleep
R.J. Lindley,
June 27th, 1975
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Our mother, 88 years old, is in the hospital with life threatening
illness, heart and hip surgery(she fell-broke her hip Friday) scheduled for Monday.
Requesting anybody so inclined to offer a prayer for her recovery.
We've been told chances for success are not that good.....
Praying that she even makes it to have the surgery..
I combed my old poems to find something fitting today as I simply can not
write now. Thanks...
Early morning seedlings
The thoughts of a new day
Sprout from my mind
And travel up your way
In northern Italy
By train, by plane, by mail,
By digital rails
My spirit to you sails
And my heart for you prevails
Completely unveiled
Forever in the gale
That ebbs and flows aloft
These alpine mountaintops
Mountaintops rise…
to blot out the sun’s glare
to emulate a flight into the stars.
Lovers who risk the greatest of heights
seize the horizon, revealing beauty
under circling clouds…
or smolder in rage to melt into a foggy night.
The summit conceals valleys where passions
ignite, then stifle the anticipation of scarlet skies…
You ask how I feel…faint from vapors,
faint from altitude.
Never did you promise to climb the mountains together,
to lift the veil, exposing morning’s transparency.
If only, you would…the mountains may capture us,
Love may take hold.
The fire may flame in a lingering glow.
If only, If only you would disclose your burning secrets
and return from the brink of suffocation, despair…
If only, If only…
love could heal, breathe, thrive…
Mountaintops may rise again.
To The Mountaintops where dreams are Born
where Higher Powers and Ideals Birth Forth,
where Raging Winds Dance to the Great Dance Of Life
and in that Moment, you know that you're Alive,
and the Rivers of Salvation Serenade the Soul
For you have arrived, Up The High Road
Oh glorious one
I am here above this place
where I am embraced.
So high I can touch the sky
breathless vision for these eyes.
Mountain valleys
Spread like the seas
to the top of the trees.
I feel the breeze.
Upon my face
I am here above this hemisphere.
So mighty, so free
as far ,as I can see.
You will always soar in my heart
never to part.
Raining down on me from the heaven’s above
Your divine beauty
your love.
Forever this vision will be
so etched in my mind.
Though I may not have traveled this far
I am guided by a star
Who’s strength has lifted me afar.