Doug Blair

(April 6,1951 / London, Ontario, Canada)

Mountain God


Not changing
With shifting wind.
Cupping the sunrise
As a thing
Flashing forth
By your consent.
Source of waters
Highland streams
Where small
Scampering things
Greet new day’s warmth.
Seeming source
Of thunders
Arsenal of bolts
Of shocking power.
Singer of haunting
Night wind’s tunes.
There in place,
Your place
Long before the fathers.
Halting our present breath
With steep inclines,
Testing the might
Of leg and limb.
Pausing to cradle
Dwarfish alpen blossoms
Hidden thawing beauties
Delighting, perhaps,
You alone.
We look up to you
And seek understanding.
Mountain God
Our God…forever.

Submitted: Friday, April 26, 2013
Edited: Saturday, April 27, 2013

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