Creative Ponderings - Poetry


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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