jonquil wrote:When I climb mountains
I descend an endless drop
on rungs of seashells.
What am I?
Has an Internet search revealed nothing?![]()
jonquil wrote:When I climb mountains
I descend an endless drop
on rungs of seashells.
What am I?
this riddle haunts me
even so many years past
what is the answer?
Fixed Cross wrote:It was the seashells
Rungs of them that puzzled me
And puzzle me still.
When I climb mountains
I descend an endless drop
Fixed Cross wrote:Ha, yeah good riddle
Old Jonquil really did it
But Mags J must know
When I climb mountains
I descend an endless drop
on rungs of seashells.
What am I?
Arcturus Descending wrote:Fixed Cross wrote:It was the seashells
Rungs of them that puzzled me
And puzzle me still.
I love a challenge and a mystery but sometimes you really need resolution.![]()
The below are the words which are boggling my mind.When I climb mountains
I descend an endless drop
Where in the universe can something be climbed yet at the same time be descended? My eyes were closed a lot this weekend trying to conjure up the scene.![]()
Perhaps it would take a physicist to unravel this. Once known, I intuit that the seashells would also be explained.
I thought of a Tsunami for some unknown reason. I also thought of the Great Barrier Reef.
Is it possible that there is NO answer to this? After all, there is great beauty in trying to discern the Mystery.
Arcturus Descending wrote:When I climb mountains
I descend an endless drop
on rungs of seashells.
What am I?
Maybe it is not so much about the rungs of seashells but about Who is doing the speaking. Well, duh, arc.
Perhaps it is the Sun which is speaking. As it makes its ascent upward through the sky (climbing mountains), its reflection descends deeper and deeper through that watery abyss touching those rungs of seashells.
I do so love a riddle.
I may be wrong but think of it. Beautiful imagery.
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