My Interpretation of Poetical Ideas, Messages, Information and Resources.

The cliff

silhouetted against the blue sky
clouds turn
crystal clear
sky of the highland
pure and limpid
like etherealness
so close
yet so far
crisp ringing branches
strong winds and blizzard
short sharp roots
waves of cold and pain
flirtatious sun
romantic snow
can’t attain the beauty
of a cliff
only the mad daunting storm can
carve out
the unparalleled perserverance
the sprakling beauty.

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