Saturday, October 13, 2012

Footprints Are Poems To The Mountains By Preston H. Hood




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Footprints are poems to the mountains,
Paths from boyhood into jade,
is the thought
an echo of the heart?
.
Craving a high place,
the mind is often still,
While wind moves through grass
westward, like the sun.

7 comments:

Christopher Kerry Scott Sophie Johnson said...

poetry is growing process.

Anonymous said...

this is a compact and elegant poem.

Anonymous said...

delightful read.

Kay said...

Beautiful -- just beautiful!

Abbey Michael Boyle Blount Fallin said...

elegant.

Anonymous said...

this is superb.

simple lines, powerful sentiments sent.

Anonymous said...

sugar sweet ....