SILENT CONVERSATIONA Poem by Miss SharonProse poem...nature.Gazing over the plains nestled far below inching our way over rock-strewn trails, the words resounding through our thoughts keep silent...like ivy growing wild, reaching for moisture in several directions at once. The attention we give these mountains needs no conversation to make a point or hold the soul rapt with an abundance of peace. Air is as light as heaven when the nights rehearse their lines in circles of tranquility. Silence fills the canyon walls like hope on a short string tied to quiescent ambiance. Stillness settles over us like shadows on the craggy back of Longs Peak while we watch as dawn clothes massive cairns with purple mountain majesty and our mute response serves only to affirm.... to speak would be a sacrilege. © 2015 Miss SharonFeatured Review
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4 Reviews Added on March 13, 2015 Last Updated on March 13, 2015 AuthorMiss SharonCOAboutMy name is Sharon, I am a retired piano teacher, I love the mountains where I hike and snowshoe, have had several poems published and love to write. I also love to read almost anything I can get my ha.. more..Writing
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