Watching Over Us
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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So crisp, so stark, so beautiful - mountains soaring to
the skies, touching clouds with their jagged peaks.
So clear, so rugged, standing always at attention,
looking down, watching religiously over us.
Sharp rocks poking at our eyes and mind, alerting us of
the divine, bringing us to the realization of our purpose
in life.
(2: 52 p.m. - 11/20/08)
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