Mountains and Rivers 287

Our destiny was never about living in the mist

being covered, confused by the fog,

we were meant to live in the mountains

following the light of our birth, always

moving forward and forgetting the pain

going higher still, the sun in our veins

breathing the air, with eyes filled

seeing the hope of the earth living.

So when the trail gets tough

or doesn’t make sense, remember

the sunlight, remember your destiny,

remember who you are, so that you can dance

on top of the mountain, being the person

you were meant to be.



Poetry and Image © Copyright 2015, ancient skies

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“When we love people, we give them hope.”

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