The Mountains

What titan war

Erected such peaceful giants?

What earthly force pushed forth

The jagged piers that pierce my heart?

Without motive nor vision nor chisel,

They’ve slumbered for centuries,

Serene and unsympathetic

Bringing sighs to the mouths of witnesses

And words to the mouths of poets.

First reaction?  To bow.

Until you realize

That this is the universe

That pulses through your veins

Laid out for your convenience

On miles and miles of rock.

This poem is about: 
Our world

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