Moving Mountains
©2009 Susan Noyes Anderson (poem only)
To move a mountain was my aim,
the highest goal I could achieve.
I knew all things were possible
to every soul who would believe.
To move a mountain was my aim,
the highest goal I could achieve.
I knew all things were possible
to every soul who would believe.
The moon’s more friendly than the sun
more soothing when the day is done,
more peaceful in the autumn sky,
more gentle to the naked eye.
WANTED: one beautiful day at the shore;
a good log for sitting; an ocean to roar;
a paper for reading; a bit of a breeze;
a pair of bare feet (hold the sand, if you please);
The water is wide and shimmers clear.
Each tree’s reflection, straight and tall,
stands witness to the majesty
of God, who has created all.
sturdy seat
happy sigh
dangling feet
open sky
All living things must yield;
the cycle is revealed.
A leaf, once green, turns brown
then, falling to the ground,
Though some have more and some have less
All have the gifts that He imparts
His children will find happiness
Not in belongings they possess
But in the longings of their hearts
Though some have more and some have less
God’s little ones are most content.
They make no arrogant demand,
but try to fill each simple need
by taking on the task at hand.
∞§∞
“That’s the real trouble with the world; too many people grow up.”
– Walt Disney
“It takes a very long time to become young.” – Pablo Picasso
“Maturity is the moment one regains one’s innocence.” – Marty Rubin
“Listen to the child in you and follow its innocence.” – Munia Khan