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A mountain wit snow and trees. A mountain wit snow and trees.

Poetry The Mountain

The Mountain The mountain loomed in my way, Gigantic, forbidden, ominous... How could I move it out of my way? I prayed. I prayed. I prayed but still it remained. What was wrong? Why weren't my prayers answered? Then I realized lack of faith......... With God’s help, I’ll not only ... Read More