Unaware by Kirsty Mac Dougall

Image | Jacob Gomez

 

Unaware

 

Every breath is a mountain

and every heartbeat is the ocean at its feet

with eyes closed

we hurtle across the earth

irreverent and unaware

of the sheer magnitude of the rock

our lives are built on

with a foundation that’s

unshakeable

though we fear the breeze as it skims the seas

never hearing the ocean as it beats

at the feet of the greatest mountain

that ever was or will be

your being and mine

made perfect

yet unaware.

© Kirsty Mac Dougall

Kirsty Mac Dougall

When writing poetry, Kirsty follows a stream-of-consciousness process to make sense of the world—and herself. She also uses poetry to wallow in her daydreams. Her work has appeared in Free the Verse, WordSwell, KUDU, and elsewhere. You’ll find her with her cat, Dream, in Johannesburg, South Africa.

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