Standing Before It All

by Brianna G. Harte

So vast the land lies below me

Stretching farther than I can see,

It never ceases to amaze a mind

Reaching to the world to find

The beauty of the world unknown

Or untouched, yet not alone.

For little voices call out

As the winds blow by to shout,

Creating a melody to be heard

And taken in without a spoken word.

I could stand here all day,

Listening to the busts and creatures play

For a certain tranquility hangs in the air,

Created by what or coming from where

I shall not desire to wonder

For life can no longer go asunder

With its presence captivating us all.

It comforts the sorrow, covering like a shawl,

Sooths the anger, removing control,

Dissipates the jealousy, clutching the soul,

Welcomes in blank slate, to fill

With whichever magical feeling we will.

Copyright © 2016 Brianna G. Harte. All rights reserved.

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