Creative Ponderings - Poetry

Cordcalling

I am squirming in the pit,

BUT – You are higher.

 

I am digging through the earth

But, You are stronger.

  

I am singing in the wind

You still hear me.

 

Climbing, climbing

a breath is perspiring

  

A weight A scale

Heavy upon my back,

But no more found wanting

 

I am in The peace

I am in the house

I am in the family

 

Even though there are only a few feet to the top of the mountain,

I laugh.

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