Wednesday, March 12, 2025

Here it comes, there it goes*



 Here it comes, there it goes*


Little by little, it moves as it creeps

It knows of a day to come to make it keep

Light comes above it, to show the summit is alive

The mountain is now seen as it does arrives

But it journeys a little more before darkness settles in

Then to disappear and start over again

From what one can say as to perceive

It takes the daytime for the mountain to arrive

And the nighttime to make it leave


Dom*Colucci 2013

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