Poem – Into the Mountains

Downtown Denver.

Light seeps through spaces
between tall buildings.

Life on the streets waken –
traffic, voices, birds.

I look in the mirror
swept away of dust

as the wind blows through
the open window.

Grey has overtaken this face
the past year filled with

experiences and changes in
the path I had chosen.

The silent mountains
engulf us as we drive

on winding roads,
through tunnels

and near the snow-capped
peaks as we search for

our grass hut
in the mountains.

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