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THE MOUNTAINS ARE CALLING HER ( I DEDICATE THIS POEM TO JONNA JINTON WHO IS MY FAVORITE)

THE MOUNTAINS ARE CALLING HER ( I DEDICATE THIS POEM TO JONNA JINTON WHO IS MY FAVORITE)

The mountains are calling the world maybe falling
As she stands and feels the spiritΒ of the mountains
The quietness and peacefulness of the mountains
As she stands and sings to the mountains the wind
whispers in her ear the air is crisper on her face
theres no other place she rather be but here
The world is falling but the mountain calling her
As she feels blessedΒ  and less stressed
theres something magical and the longing to be
in the mountains and some day she will sing a song
AS she stands she can hear the ancient vibrations in the
Whispering voices of the mountains yes the mountains
are calling her.

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Shaun Cronick

You had me on the word mountain Greg and your poem really delivers its spiritual calling, mystical and super well written words delivering a rich imagery and one on oneness and much needed escape.
To be and become a part of nature and leave all troubles behind.
Love the message you have woven and conveyed here.
A little bit of calm and thank you for doing that and sharing my friend.
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Greg Etsell

Thanks for reading
and Jonna JintonΒ 
it’s for real you should look her up she has her own website she’s amazing at what she does She’s one of my favorite

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Shaun Cronick

Greg I will tomorrow night see what Jonna Jinton is all about and has to offer.
I imagine something spiritual and positive and where's the harm in that.
Thanks for the heads up Greg and that I forgot to say is a great pic that really compliments your fine uplifting poem. Good stuff.

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