Give me the hills
that I may look down upon life
and up into the infinite
that I may relish fresh air
and the walk behind me
Give me their space and quietude
the grace to understand
their perspective
Copyright © 2021 Kim Whysall-Hammond
Written for EarthWeal
The Cheesesellers Wife 
i absolutely love this gorgeous poem. You broaden my sense of what’s possible. The divine peeks through the thoughts.
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Thank you Sharon. I am not a believer, but I taste the divine when on a hill. I was trying to capture some of that – it seems I did!
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Just looked again at your beautiful watercolor painting and realized that I have a very similar view where I live in California. A broad expanse of flat land and a horizon of mountains in the near distance.
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Oh lovely! My painting is of Dunkery Beacon on Exmoor. The view Is from a sheep farm that we have stayed at for many family holidays.
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A lovely perspective.. “space and quietude”
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If my ankle let’s me , I’m climbing another hill today… I need that quietude
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yes .. I know about bad ankles … best of luck and enjoy ..
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We got there, eventually! 😊
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I agree, the sense of a broader view of life can offer great solace and sanctuary.
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I first discovered the hills as a sanctuary from annoying baby brothers…
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Lovely ❤️
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❤️
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Beautiful!!!! A kind of ode… and such a worthwhile subject for an ode. I just love this.
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Thank you 😊
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A lovely little prayer, Kim, gentle and peaceful.
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Yes, it came as a prayer…
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A really nice capture of those quiet moments of reflection.
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Thanks Dave
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Give me the hills any day too, one of the best places to find peace of mind and sanctuary! I feel this!
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I’m glad we’re kindred spirits!
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This hill dweller, with most of his walk already behind him, with not much left to do but enjoy the freshest of air, really enjoyed this outstanding work. His hat is off.
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Thank you very much Ron! Much appreciated….
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Beautifully written Kim, the blissful perspective from the hills is something to treasure 💚
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Thanks, yes it is is!
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Ah yes, hills from which to gaze above and below, in quietude. Beautiful.
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Thank you Sherry 😊
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There’s something about walking about in this world that helps us find quietude, amassing the presence which makes us citizens of the quiet — at least when I leave my thought and enter the world’s. I found that here, thanks – B
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Walking is now prescribed for depression here in the UK. I’m glad that you found quietude in my poem Brendan.
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Really enjoyed this beautiful heartfelt prayer – peaceful and expansive, you can breathe with it.
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Thanks Linda, that’s much appreciated. ❤️
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Perspective is indeed a sanctuary. (K)
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😊
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