I Survived

Mountain metaphor for surviving trauma - a haiku poem.

By Carol BeautifulPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read

Photo by Alexander Grey on Unsplash

Now, the long climb comes

to an end. I lift my head.

Alas, the vista!

inspirational heartbreak

About the Creator

Carol Beautiful

I live with my two gorgeous four-legged companions in a mountainous land of British Columbia, Canada, on the unceded territory of the native peoples of this land (which for my own privacy, I will not disclose).

I am grateful to be.

LOVE wins

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