A writing exercise from http://picturespoetryprose.blogspot.com
(This is a real photo of Seattle, Washington in front of Mt. Rainier)
"Hello mountain!"
said the village below,
looking upon its mother.
The mountain replied
with a booming voice,
"Hello little brother!"
"If I am your brother,"
pondered the village aloud,
"then perhaps we are more even?"
"Not at all,"
the mountain retorted.
Said the village, "well, we will have to see, then."
The village grew
in time to a city
that reached, with its buildings, to the sky.
"What do you think now?"
it asked the mountain,
"I still love you," was the mountain's reply.
Soon more cities
had grown all around
and threatened each other with might.
The mountain watched sadly
as the city was attacked
and many of its people had died.
Smoldering and hurt,
the city sat and cried
and looked at the mountain above.
"You must be disappointed,"
the city sobbed softly.
Said the mountain, "For you, I feel only love."
Filled with vigor
and a new purpose on Earth
the city grew tall once again.
It never quite reached
the same height as the mountain
but it had kept its respect for it then.
Years had passed by.
The city and the mountain
remained friends as they both grew.
"I love you" said the mountain
each and every day.
Replied the city, "I love you too."
-Cynthia Smallwood
December 11, 2008
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