- Published on Friday, 01 March 2013 18:14
- Written by Maggi Kaye
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Let me, then, be no longer sea, but mountain –
Mountains have peace.
Mountains are grave and wise, their heads are lifted
Beyond desire, or turmoil or caprice.
No wind may toss and scourge, no breeze may ruffle;
Far, far above
The heart’s wild urgency they stand, uncaring,
Remote from the hunger and passion and crying of love.