hills

Sayings

on a foggy day

when you look out towards the mountains

see the past remains

up here hidden in the clouds

Immortals reside

My vision grows thin

as I walk away

I look to see you again

When I sleep

upon the lost shore

nevermore

across the clouds

the hills wait

as the road winds down

intently I feel the need

to be apart of it all

and without understanding

take nothing away from it

over the hills
the clouds again
before night draws in
across the plain
when each and all
are drawn in
you can see them