The Blue Mountain

The Blue Mountain




It’s a hot July afternoon; the sun takes its rightful place

The Queen of the Sky, the source of light, warmth, and grace

The hills leading to the Blue Mountain have become dry, an empty space

Except for yellow grass, thorny plants, and brown soil

The wind is still, no breeze, no moisture

A little boy is walking the hills, seems very determined, headed towards the Blue Mountain

His feet are bleeding; he’s got no hiking boots, only a pair of slippers

His pace is getting quicker and quicker

What’s on the boy’s mind? Is he a flicker?

A reflection of the sun’s light on the far river?

But he seems real! No flicker

After a while, the boy becomes thirsty, his mouth is getting drier

With each step, a thorn sticks his feet, the sun boils his head, yet his will’s getting stronger

Three hours have passed, the more distance he cuts, the more the Blue Mountain seems farther

What’s on the boy’s mind? His friends left him alone after he’d told them

That he wanted to touch the Blue Mountain! Don’t you see? He added

It’s very close; we could reach it walking the hills, a step at a time

They turned their backs on him, they thought he was insane

He took it on his own

For he is a leader, a stranger, and an explorer

Finally, the boy decides to turn around, he realizes the mountain is getting farther

But he didn’t give up on the dream of touching the Blue Mountain!

 A few months later

The boy was on the Blue Mountain, drinking from a pure spring of snow-water

How did he make it? Was he a stubborn explorer?

It does not matter…

The little boy not only did touch the Blue Mountain…

He explored it, enjoyed its rugged paths, and drank its snow-water!

Now that’s a leader!


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6 Responses to The Blue Mountain

  1. فاطمة says:

    تذكرني بطفل، لعله كان في السادسة، افتقده أهله في بيتهم الصيفي، إن صح التعبير، بحثوا عنه في كل مكان، فقد كان وقت غداء متأخر قليلا.. خرج بعضهم إلى الشرفة الجنوبية المطلة على الوادي، الذي تطل عليه هضبة تواجه الدار المفتوحة على الجهات الأربع.. لمحوا من بعيد ابنهم يسير بهمة باتجاه الجبل الشيخ، هنا أعلنت أخته الصغرى أنها سمعت منه أنه سيتوجه إلى الجبل الذي يشبَّه بشيخ ذي عمة بيضاء لأن الثلج لا يفارق قمته أبدا..
    أسرع أخوه إليه، كان بعيدا، لقد هبط الوادي ثم عبر النهر فوق الجسر الصغير، صعد الهضبة شبه الجرداء.. مشى مسافة طويلة، متوجها نحو الجبل
    وعاد به أخوه، أو عادا معا
    لكن لعله صعد قمة أخرى في مكان آخر.

    • EarlyEagle1 says:

      The Kid (in this poem) was eight. He came back home alone, nobody could find him. He had walked much farther than the river, deep into the foothills of the Blue Mountain. The only things that made him come back were the bleeding and the extreme thirst. He was punished when he got home, but that did not alter his determination to reach the Blue Mountain, and he did!

      Early Eagle

  2. ٍSalma says:

    They say persistence and perseverance beat talent and intelligence, and for one to have persistence and perseverance he must have a lucid clear vision that gives fuel to this determination, I suppose that is what distinguishes the boy from his friends.

    • EarlyEagle1 says:

      Persistence and perseverance are key leadership qualities. The kid has them in his genes. But leadership also takes intelligence. And as you know, there is a multitude of intelligence, not only IQ. The kid has them all!

      The boy has what it takes to be a leader. The poem conveys that directly, and indirectly, between the lines. As with the other poems, I like to leave a space for the reader to interpret the words, reflect on them, ponder, and maybe try to draw links between him/herself and the main character in the poem.


      Early Eagle

  3. Lubaba says:

    Your poems keep getting richer and richer mashallah!!! I love the imagery and reference to nature, but dad I still don’t understand… How did the boy reach the mountain and is it true that all those who were around the boy didn’t encourage him on… What is his dream, if he turned back then how did he reach the mountain and how can we apply this in our lives…
    To me this poem resembles our strife to reach immortal life, those around you may not understand why you continue to pursue it, they don’t see the mountain in the first place, some do see it but feel that it is too far away, it is only those who actually realize that the path is only temporary and the blue mountain is not so far away that finally reach ever lasting happiness
    إنهم يرونه بعيدا و أراه قريبا

    • EarlyEagle1 says:

      By the way, that was a true story!

      The boy kept the dream alive in his imagination. He was able to find a safe ride to the mountain in the following fall. He didn’t ask for that ride or look for it. All he did was keeping the image crisp in his mind!

      The morale of the story goes back to our discussion on the previous poem “Walking on Water”: The how’s take care of themselves if you move in the general direction of your dreams (underline “move”, since if you don’t move at all two things happen: 1- No more fun 🙂 2- Movement is an inherent trait of the physical world. That’s how Allah (SWT) Decides to create the Universe: Continuous change and movement, but it’s a graceful movement, not torture!)

      You mentioned ‘Strife’. Allah (SWT) did not create us to suffer. If we discovered the laws, the hidden laws, that govern the universe, and applied them, following Allah’s guidance in the Quran, and following the footsteps of our beloved prophet, we wouldn’t suffer, we would be happy, even under any kind of apparent difficulty.

      Lulu: You always ask tough questions. My keyboard is going crazy. We better continue this very essential conversation when we meet Insha’Allah. Make it a point to grab me and remind me of this, OK.

      Early Eagle

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