I stand…
Atop the snow-covered mountain
above the tree line
the valley split and pocked
by spring fed river.
Miles in every direction
other mountains rise to
meet the cloud deck and beyond
toward the sun, heaven.
Into this space
I have travelled
following raw instinct
and primal energy.
Feelings deep within
I do not fully understand
even a name is elusive
and to fight further isolates.
I watch…
Sunrise and sunset dance
with the moon beneath
star strobe-lights and the
wavering green veil.
If this is meant to be
if this is home
if this is the field to cultivate
I have finally found myself.
