Glenborrodale

 

Step on step toward the crest

across timbered burn and stone,

where tumbling water knows no rest

save in the Loch below,

 

its rainy surge of silver gleam

frenetic in its fall,

like wealth hid in a black-rock seam

beyond the reach of all.

 

Yet onward, upward I will climb

against the easy way,

where greater joy than wealth is mine

and fewer men might say...

 

who titled in their Kingly Guise

and raised beyond their means,

would ever see through open eyes

the folly of their dreams.

 

 

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David RL Moore

Mon 17th Mar 2025 15:18

I thought the use of the word "Revelation" was way too far up its own arse, I deleted it.

Anyway, lets bring it "Closer to the Heart"

David RL Moore,

love to all xx

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David RL Moore

Mon 17th Mar 2025 07:01

Thanks to RBK, Hugh and Landi for the likes and comments.

David RL Moore

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Landi Cruz

Sun 16th Mar 2025 18:46

A lovely piece of writing, and suits some recent personal musings of my own about being in a state of want in this world where there's always something else for which to strive.

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