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Hawk
Posted by Douglas, Jun 26. 343 views. ID = 1426
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 | Yesterday I took some teens from my church youth group on a hike up Streaked Mountain. As I stood at the summit, I was standing at the same altitude where several birds were soaring on the breeze, and I thought, If only I could just step off the ledge and join them in the air...wouldn't that be amazing?
Quatrain 1: The bird's freedom
Quatrain 2: Our captivity
Quatrain 3: Our attempts at freedom
Couplet: An unfulfilled dream |  | This post has been awarded 57 stars by 13 readers. |  | This post is Part 6 of a writing series titled Stories and Poems About Mountains. |
How does it feel to soar so gracefully,
With pinions strong that catch at every breeze,
Unfettered by the pull of gravity,
Ascending, tranquil, over lands and seas?
How does it feel to see us, mortal men,
Confined to valleys, meadows, pasture lands,
Imprisoned far below in dale and glen,
Like mournful sailors caught on earthly strands?
And do you ponder now, with mocking smile,
As we, with hunger for such graceful flight,
Take slow and plodding steps o'er upward miles
To taste your freedom here on mountain heights?
Oh! How I long to leave this rocky shelf,
And savor soaring freedom for myself!
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Hannah
Jul 3 | OH! made me think a bit! I really liked this!
~Posted by Hannah, Jul 3 |
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