*some thoughts atop an almost 9,000 ft peak*


I am weary of ghost towns

By Man’s fleeting cares worn down.

I am weary of words that

Tumble out and tumble out

But have nothing to give.

Take me North and far to live.

Take me to the mountains –

Where far are thoughts of sins,

Far above the cares of Men – 

The mountains abandoned

For they were never Man’s possession.

Let me stand above, obey that call,

Taller and taller above it all.

Stand above the world’s loud chant

Look down and see men as ants.

Let me stand above and see – 

Oh! How small are we.

Remind me, Lord, why we breathe

And why we cease.

2 responses to “Sierra Buttes”

  1. aberdeenliv Avatar

    Ahh, the last two lines—and “Take me North and far to live.” <33

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  2. GretchenJoanna Avatar

    Looks like you came north before moving east… I hiked in the Sierra Buttes with my late husband not long ago it seems.

    I hope you keep writing!

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