“When you live under the mountain” by Lola Haskins


When you live under the mountain
by Lola Haskins

When you live under the mountain
you do not see the mountain.
 What mountain, you ask,
stirring your tea,
as your visitor falls silent
before the clouds.

A beautiful poem. The image is a capture of a single rhythm of life . Our vision is circumscribed by our situation and it is only an outsider who can observe without  his vision being clouded .

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