return from the mountains
mountains ask as much of you as you can give
which is why you’re weighed & measured & chewed
(by yourself & the elements)
as you walk them.
you can walk slow
and not worry about peaks
or need that jagged edge in the blue
to hold onto.
whatever you need the mountain will return to you
(that’s why) it takes everything you are
to get there.
all’s left behind that has gravity, when you finally arrive
at the mossy font &
(then) the place where stone becomes sky.
that last place is the place you never want to leave—
(and maybe you don’t…)
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