Moon Shine on the Rock
I spent my youth looking up at the rock
By Fred LooneyPublished about a year ago • 1 min read
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Photo by Ataberk Güler on Unsplash
Moon Shine from on high
Lights the steady symbol of Time
Our ROCK tops the ridge.
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Fred Looney
My first lifetime, I wrote in the language of computers. Now, in my "Retirement" I want to express my thoughts and feelings to other humans.
Please join me in this new adventure while I explore what I have been hiding in my subconscious.
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Unfortunately, this photo is not of the Rock and the mountain that I write about. My memories are of Bluefield West Virginia and East River Mountain. The mountain dominates the southern view from anywhere in the Bluefield area and my eye is always drawn to a huge Rock the was the object of daydreams and hiking adventures. A timeless reminder of how the mountain and it's many features are forever.