Hope High on Mountain Slopes

A fragile flower high on windswept slopes

Hangs on for its brief time

Though no one sees.

What purpose you might ask,

Is served by this brief blooming?

What glory is revealed amidst the snow and rock

As far below we rush to fill our time

With treasures, pleasures, pandemonium?

Just to know it lives, existing only as a thought

For most of us in humdrum lives

Just to give its momentary beauty

To a world so needy of its charity

Just to be a selfless being struggling to live

And spend its all-too-short amount of time

Just being, blooming, beautifying the world

Even though no eyes will ever see.

About dmdubay

Since retiring from Northwest Airlines and moving to the Pacific Northwest, I have more time to devote to writing. My first novel, "Tales of Two Sisters" was published over a year ago. I have been writing poetry for a long time and am attempting to collate my poetry into a short book, with pictures. A sequel to "Tales of Two Sisters" should be getting closer to completion soon. Gardening and tending the vineyard take a lot of time in the summer. Even though I love the outdoors, these activities do cut down on my writing. So I appreciate that wintertime allows me time to write. Writing, for me, is what brings things into focus and helps me to make sense of the things that life brings. It is a gift to me and I hope that it will be to you also.
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1 Response to Hope High on Mountain Slopes

  1. Melba Burke says:

    I like your poetry. I received some likes on, “Hope Comes in Pink and Baby Blue” on my Facebook post. I didn’t know if the post would work. It did. Can’t believe I’m learning to do all this. We have a great writer’s group.


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