Mountains could have stood

Unbroken to the sky

For millennia and then some

But for the invisible force

That separated their craggy faces

Those unbreakable surfaces

Hewn and worn

By something entirely unseen

Soil drifted from rich slopes

Until the land grew bankrupt

Rocky and inhospitable

Yet life still pushed through

Always seeking its way

Despite the impossibility

And the odds stacked against it

The days and the centuries of reshaping


Replaced by new growth

Trees worshipping the Earth and the Sky

As it has always been

And will be

Despite destructive civilization

Despite the denial

Of men – Caroline A. Slee

Persistence and the Miraculous

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