Courageous, fierce,
fortified by time,
I stand strong
against nature's waves
of ultimate destruction.
Fires, hail, hurricanes -
the occasional heartbreak -
will never befall
my stony complexion.
With iron-like intensity
and an invulnerable heart
I will stand next to you
and shield you from
the snowstorms of life.
My eyes are like granite:
sheets of gray rock,
void of compassion
except when the light
from your deep blue eyes
shines into them.
And every night
that you feel alone,
whispering into the darkness,
you will always hear
my whispering
echoing back to you.
I am the mountain.
~J.V.Harker~
~Thursday 23 April 2009~
21 August 2009
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