📸 by Jeremy Bishop
cold hallelujah
to the mountains we bellowed
but move they did not
About the Creator
Veronica
I am the moss silken on watered stones, rooted deep in rich soil. Earthen creature, I am the night sky -starry and strayed from the forgotten path of poets - I am, the chatter from the iron rails rattling as the train carries itself home.
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Wonderful!!! Left some love!!!
My favourite so far!
I felt the cold, in the water and in the rebuff. Wonderful work. This was fantastic!