Gaze at the mountain, Enfold its heights, absord its strength. Live with it and in it. Ancient rock, Looming above us puny beings. Frowning at our antics, Snickering at us from on high. Remember, humans, that the power is ours. Even these mighty crags need our agile minds to exist. The eaons will conquer them, but our souls will continue. Only we can attain to immortality.
"Rocks" © 2004 Jerry Riches - Posted Saturday, March 27, 2004.
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