Hills Over Water
Poetry by Gabriella
Published in
Jul 6, 2024
High up in the sky, I can fly. GK
Hills Over Water
Rolling quietly in the forever land,
The river flow keeps going to the sea at hand.
Standing still on the forever hill,
The mountains watch the water rise and be still.
Summers come and winters go,
The waters flow and flowers grow.
Fires burn with high winds blow,
No matter what the rivers will flow.
People come, and people go,
The mountain stands, and the river flows.
Angels come and spirits sing,
Seeking hand on the forever land.
7/6/2024 GK
Thank you for reading,
Gabriella
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