Upon great mountains
Ancient, powerful mountains
Standing as guardians to
From the stone and sand that
I watched as Moses descended
bringing forth the commandments of God.
I've stood beneath Olympus
at the dawn of civilization.
The beautiful burnt amber
of the changing leaves
as Autumn ushers in the winter.
The echo of moonshine and
from the families who battle for
awash in familiar blood.
Atop these great mountains
The Angels soar as golden eagles.
At peace in your magnificent grace.
© Copyright 2017 J Christopher Bartley. All rights reserved.
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