Sea Level


“The mountains are so dominant
that some days the people refuse
to look at them as children
turn away from the fathers who beat them”

~ Jim Harrison  from Songs of Unreason

She was the mountaintop on which I stood
Breathing the pure air, cutting my teeth
on slender fingers for she would give
everything to protect, to shelter, to feed.

Fearless, she stepped into the path,
never allowing us to feel his wrath,
with her slight body blocking the way
as we cowered behind and wept

she refused to bow or ever retreat.


But even high mountains crumble into dust
and with a last breathless sigh, she gave up
from time to time, in memories I revel
yearning to smell her sweetest air
but I find myself with utter despair
now living and breathing at sea level.


©2018 Linda Lee Lyberg

18 Comments on “Sea Level

  1. Powerfully written. I loved the entire piece. In my interpretation, as I read it, I could only think of the mountain being my mother. For she was my adoring rock. I related to this.

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  2. I don’t know where your mountain is right now….but she’d be mighty proud of this. I pray that someone likens me to a protective mountain one day. That fierce love shines right through. Love it… immensely.

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