far, hazy and blue
mountain on mountains,
far, off and away,
Horizons of rolling, mist mountains.

Mountainous waves
of a north sea storm
waves, froth blown, crashing blue
shaving the shape of the shore
coral caught comber smashes the bar

echos re-echo the roar…

Etched in each granite mountain
bobbing on each wind whipped wave
echos rebounding from ocean to mountain
thoughts from my soul to yours.

Heard over mountains horizons
heard over oceans wave crash
heard quiet words in the stillness
I love you…
love you

About Ken Greenman

Married and Happy. Retired and busy. Living in NC. 71 and counting. December 12, 2020 and it's 72! ... I would love some written comments, critiques, adulation or kind suggestions.... If you have the time and or inclination, please feel free! Not in fear but by faith. We will see. See you later! If you ever want to talk for real, email me and I will send you my cell number.... I am enjoying this!
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