On top of a lonely hill
grew a single tree,
simple in structure,
standing without leaves.
As the sun dipped lower
we drank the sight
until darkness took
what was left.
It was then that
we took our first step.
-M. Taggart
On top of a lonely hill
grew a single tree,
simple in structure,
standing without leaves.
As the sun dipped lower
we drank the sight
until darkness took
what was left.
It was then that
we took our first step.
-M. Taggart
mtaggartwriter 
Beautiful. I don’t really understand it with my mind, but I find it intuitively gentle and beautiful.
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That in itself is a gorgeous understanding of the writing.
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Such a visual piece! Beautiful.
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Thank you! Iām glad you enjoyed it.
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Reblogged this on I lacci che legano.
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š that is beautiful, I felt it.
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that’s wonderful..so happy to know this, thank you
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Beautiful! Love your poem. I am new to blogging and have started with posting a few poems myself. Could you check them out? Followed you already!
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Thank you, and of course I will visit and follow your blog.
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