Posted on Jun 10th, 2008
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jeepdog
. The Mountains cry, A spiritual sigh, And weep, Till springs are dry. Spilling their tears, Long Enchanted spears, To Valley below, And in River reappears. Magical tear drops, Cutting green swaths, Slicing Desert, And... More »
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Posted on Apr 23rd, 2007
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jeepdog
Gazing out from lofty perspective, Mountain saw everything below. Looking down. Looking down. Knowing weather modified, Even created, by the stony bulk. Such power to affect currents, Of air and water. Stone cold power. Casting... More »
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Posted on Jan 16th, 2007
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jeepdog
I gaze upon the mountain. I am the mountain. The mountain is me. Solid in foundation, Stony structure born of nature’s womb. My granite belly knows no starvation, And my mass will... More »
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