Poem -

^Black Mountain

^Black Mountain

I am forever lostĀ 

Time stands still

As suns rise and fall,Ā 

So shall I,

For in this great,

This great moment of time

I am forever lost

~

As my hair shorn,Ā 

So is my life

For there is no other explanation

Amidst the noisy birdsĀ 

Beside the flooded oceans

Tides come and go and I know,

I am forever lost

~

Clouds shall not part

One big blanket whiteĀ 

As the light dims,dark tilts hisĀ evil hat,

There are no stars to saveĀ 

No moons, none to meltĀ 

A broken heartĀ 

I am forever lostĀ 

~Ā 

On Black MountainĀ 

There before me

That lay out the answers

Like time in the sea

God before meĀ 

In a final prayerĀ 

I am foundĀ 

~

Without attachments

No none;Ā 

I am foundĀ 

~~~~|

FootnoteĀ 

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The bulk of Black Mountain consists of the white quartz Black MountainĀ Sandstone. This was deposited in the late earlyĀ SilurianĀ age. On the south east slopes and north west there are exposures of State CircleĀ shale. The Black Mountain Peninsula containsĀ mudstoneĀ in the north andĀ greywackeĀ from theĀ OrdovicianĀ age Pittman Formation in the south, Australia

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Larry Ran

My Dear Poetic Brother Jai,

Maybe, even though you live in the land of "Down Under", and your thoughts for your future are headed in the same direction, your dear friends on Cosmo can throw you a life line. Ā It will be coated with our love, and its rungs will be heart shaped, for you to rise up from your abysmal abjection, one step at a time.

Peace and Love,

xox Larry

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Jai Masters

Thank you Larry for good friendship;

this poem was written maybe a decade ago;

still pertinent today; the Black Mountain.Ā 

We are together climbing;Ā 

time now for breakfast. Luv Jai:)Ā 

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The Bee

Hi Jai, my mate. Uncle Toby's and banana. Now that's what I call breakfast,but,Ā then again, Vegemite on toast is pretty good too, so they tell me.

hope everything is good with you xx :-)

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Jai Masters

G'day Bee; we have breakfast curiositiesĀ 

like Vegemite and possum butter made fromĀ 

intestines. LuV Jai:)

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