Wednesday 24 February 2016

I Stood Upon a Mountain

I stood upon a mountain,
smelling all the smells.

I stood upon a mountain,
tasting the thin air.

I stood upon a mountain,
feeling all the rocks.

I stood upon a mountain,
watching keas fly by.

I stood upon a mountain,
listening to the wind.

By Taine Gyde

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