Prose: Mountains and Valleys of Hope

 


Mountains and Valleys of Hope



Why are hopes merely lofty mountains,

otherwise, far-off beautiful scenic valleys,

somewhere in the distant and hazy horizon,

only to be gazed upon, be dreamed

about or imagined by those 

who have the faith or vision to do so,

elsewise eventually scaled or ventured toward

by those few souls daring to risk the arduous,

lengthy, trek or otherwise be left to either 

artists to draw, paint or sketch panoramics,

as well as poets and writers to pen and publish

flowery sonnets, prose, articles, novels or books,

never to be truly experienced and lived by most,

save by those willing to make their hopes

reality for both themselves as well as others,

dreaming, envisioning and seeking something

much better and different for all of humanity.

This has been a question, among others,

too often gone unanswered, through the ages,

at least until a future generation finally does so.


Morgan W. Brown

Monday, March 4, 2024

Montpelier, Vermont, USA


Photo: Camel's Hump (taken from the Hubbard Park tower in Montpelier, by Morgan W. Brown; circa: Sunday, May 31, 2009)

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