From the hills afar and the valley below
could feel the earth shatter as you broke
my tender heart
Upon the valley to the hills carraiges
without any horses were all standing
still
Empty, and vacant with no existiing
power to ignite its lonely flame has
carried on without one less heart
As I climed each hill, and crept into
each new valley alone looking for
a ray of hope and clinging for any ray
of sunshine that only too proved
to become fruitless
Looking back now, I can understand
and thank you for the hills and valleys
inbetween what once was ever so
sweet, but now must paint a different
color to protect its hue.........
A well described brilliant poem. Imagery was enchanting, creations of picturesque images and your message was conveyed so beautifully.
In this life we wil have many hills to climbs meaning many disappointments and hurts but it brings me joy to know God is there to help us climb those hills and guide us every step of the way...ENJOYED! ! ! Hugs, Patricia
I understand the feeling here Bonnie, but now it is time to look beyond those hills and as each mighty giant is conquered you will realise your true potential on seeing the beautiful veiws on the other side, , , where all the horses roam and no cart is left abandoned Love duncan X
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Bonnie Looking in retrospect is such a valuable tool. What a journey this life is. Your imagery reflected my experiences too. Thank you for your beautiful words.