Archived: The Climb by Torrence Brown-Smith


Three mountains mimic the heavens patience

a blanket of snow to keep them warm in the face of summers presence

the slightest essence of pain can be swept away and substituted with a joyous present

the calmest place lays in your eyes

view the world

Take a breath and release the hurt that’s inside

a better day will arise

promises have never been spoken so clearly with just a thought


I’m a student who enjoys to write in my free time.