Mountains would Dream
Could mountains dare dream of how it would be
to stand tall and peak inside the city?
Maybe, fold up into a cave so deep
or perhaps, spread an endless chasm to sleep.
As they, stand straight up to reach the sun;
check out the foxes and what makes them run.
How many animals they may enfold,
the many secret places where there’s gold.
Observe the birds that fly and where they go,
and people who visit and what they know.
Why the sea is salty and far away
where high waves slash on a hot sandy bay.
Admire the planets, stars and moon above,
and why men dug tunnels with dirt to shove.
Muse why trains run under and along side
which makes a thunder noise far and wide.
Why folk eat and drink the whole time they’re there,
and why they’re fascinated with the bear.
If marvel, as man climbs just what he sees;
why he’s careless with fire, and burns the trees.
© T Leona Phillips
2/19/2006
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