~ Like Mountains and Streams

E.L. Elisa Laura, Poetry, the Love for Nature

~ Like Mountains and Streams

 

 

 

 

Where does love grow?

On top? where I breathe thin air

And where days will turn into light

For I will be there

 

O' great lover of yester years

What of you shall become?

If time of years dances

On your rough edges

And peace always will deform

 

Icy foam sloshing against

The sharp forms of your vast corpo

Cut shapes by centuries

Still it hurts from ages ago

 

So fresh you are onto knees high in;

The voice of the golden glacier stream

Crossing you slowly, passing you by

Where each era I sing to you

A tiny lovers scream

 

 

 

~ Elisa Laura

 

Author's Note

This is a poem I made when I was off for a long time,
Far away from home.... and I was hiking, and got inspiration...
I hope you enjoy!




Thank you xx

Reviews

[Healing Star]

Amazing, truly inspired by your love of nature and of the ancients. The ancients whisper to us the secrets, the hidden treasures, through nature for those who are awake and ready to receive. As we are more and more aware of what is happening in our lives, we are shaped, our rough edges polished, our dreams molded into what they were always meant to be. This is where love grows, in the awareness, in the processes of truly living of becoming, this is what becomes of the great lover of yester years. Truly inspiring, you once again have touched my heart so deeply, blessings to you sweet heart.

Thanks for this lovely review :-)

[Healing Star]

you are most deserving :)

Xxx

[Cherrie Palmer]

The voices of nature will call. Maybe not from your lazy -boy but as you make the last reach of the bend of fight the heat to finch the fench line. The last mile of your 10 mile run your mind can be the most clear and ready to receive. I got my boots ready lets go.

[SHEEMA HUQ]

I came away with a calming feeling having read this, bliss

Great it could give you bliss hun! I come back for more of yours, in spare time, I'm so grateful to you for all, thanks a lot! xx

[Inda]

Seems like you missed someone or maybe just home sick. That is palpable here and the imagery is like always freaking great!

Thank you Inda.... This was also an observation, and I release you the magick from the poem, I was hiking just in the Netherlands, and yearned for mountains, as we them pity enough don't have, I always have to travel far to hike them... and if I'm there, I do.... this was a vision of a futures hike, and I lived it that real. Thank you dear friend.

[Inda]

My pleasure.

[Poetic Beauty]

This echos of lost love complex by nature. The universes strings are all connected in some way and therefore nature connected to human emotions. Love the visuals in this piece.

I am grateful you're here PB, and you saw the visuals..... thank you dearly X

[Poetic Beauty]

your are welcome. It is stunning in beauty of the minds eye

[PurpleQuartz]

I really enjoyed this. Enrapturing imagery if I've ever heard, and it sounds so lovely to the ears.

Thank you dear friend. It was pure observation, whilst traveling.... :) glad you were here, and shared your thoughts :)

[Pax]

Where does love grow? ~ well love grow anywhere as you go everywhere... you painted the whole scenery very beautiful and full of love in the air everywere... Nature really inspires us in such manner that reflects the beauty around us in our writes... Simply beautiful dearest friend.

Thank you dearest :) always nice if you are here.

[Lonely Islander]

Excellent is the only word that describes this poem:-):-):-D.

Thank you so very much :) your reviews make me smile.

[Lonely Islander]

:-):-):-D.

Thank you for the 3 smiles again! :) *smiling* lol

[Lonely Islander]

Lol

Dear friend, forgive me as I'm not that fast as many on here, I will return the favour, I won't forget your heart~

[Lonely Islander]

Haha lol its ok... I reviewed your stuff because i really enjoyed reading them..but that does not mean u gotta review mine too:-):-):-D.

It does mean... :-) I'm just not so fast as others here, with English, as it's not my first language... but I will review you no doubt :D:D:D

[David Scott]

We climb the highest peaks willing to do anything for love. To find it. To see it. To see it. To taste it.
Failing, we descend down the path of life. All of it catching on the slopes around us. Condensing and gathering. Then we find ourselves in the valley wading thru the streams of our lost and found crying up to the mountain... As we walk past the streams that hold all of our questions and answers to cool the aching heart. My take...
You made me go all poetic EL...
Loved the write. Love the mountains and bath in the streams.

Thank you so much dear David, my friend, you're sheer brilliance yourself! so glad you enjoyed the mind trip :)

[SkinlessFrank]

I've spent some time looking at glaciers and their work, but I haven't ever, until reading your poem, thought about the slow work of love on our own human landscape, so much like the grinding down that is possible, and the revelations made so much like the work of those mile-deep ices.

YESSSS someone who felt the metaphor :) thank you Frank!