![]() Those Mountains will CrumbleA Poem by M. Lumiére![]() In time, all things are withered and lost.![]() Those Mountains will Crumble Peering at those beasts that hulk
and still at noon eat up the sun an elder voice breaks my sulk at sudden once my head is spun. "Lo, behold the mountains tall do you think they'll ever fall?" "Lo, their age may be untold, yet no stone can ageless hold!" Alas, this I know as well even giants say farewell over spans of time untold that no man may hope behold, that only stars may hope recount their solemn aged light surmount alien to the voice of Man whose echo since has upped and ran. "Alo, winds and thunder stumble off the beasts boasting humble." "Alo, sure they age and rumble, 'tis true that they shall crumble!" Rain befalls the mountains tall by the moonlight droplets fly and midnight shadows bawl for in their year all time is nigh. © 2019 M. LumiéreReviews
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1 Review Added on November 30, 2018 Last Updated on April 10, 2019 Tags: poem, inevitability, mountains, dialogue Author
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