Poem -

Meager Valley

Meager Valley

I’m hollowed out and in.

Grasping onto strong winds, convincing myself I can remain stationary.
A meager Valley amid towering mountains whispered to me that it too knows what depression of the surface generates.
Presuming the mountains grew from inner strength, not knowing it was a grand collision of continental plates.Ā 
The valley pleaded with me as she cried out, ā€œā€˜comparison is the thief of joy,’ for I was created by running rivers and shifting glaciers.Ā 
I too cracked when met with pressure.
Only the mountains grew upward and I found myself deeper in the molten metal core.
The alluring mountains did not diminish my survival. In fact, the more precipitous the mountains, the more rapid the water run through me.
I was a safe camp when faced with bitter winds and perilous storms.ā€
And in that moment I learned the valley is abundant. Although the grand mountains are stationary, growth and life originated in the depressed surface.

The valley and I grew once noting the mountain can beĀ beautiful, too.

Like 1 Pin it 0
Support CosmoFunnel.com

Support CosmoFunnel.com

You can help support the upkeep of CosmoFunnel.com via PayPal.

Log in to leave a comment.

Comments

author
Marion

Reallybinteresting write...Great description of depression and also strength...x

Reply
Poem -

Stranger things

Stranger things

I have desired stranger things than to be the strangers I witnessed two years ago.

comfortably...

Poem -

F r e e d o m

F r e e d o m

Eyes and hearts crying, hatred hailed from up above.
A screech heard in the distance, one heard...

Poem -

Steady Ground

Steady Ground

Living in this horror house
Couldn’t quite figure out how to escape
On the search for...

Latest poems in Freestyle

Poem -

A Grand Photo of Matrimony

A Grand Photo of Matrimony

If anyone believes
that marriage means
forever drinking champagne by sunset
then...

Poem -

Shakespeare's Candle...

Shakespeare's Candle Flame

William Shakespeare

English playwright and poet

Candles burning with...

Poem -

Passion and Pain

Passion and Pain

I can't draw,
I can't rhyme,
In fact I can't do much at all...
I lack creativity and...

Advertise on CosmoFunnel.com