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Mountain Air


I sleep under the open sky.

I beckon

The night mountain air come take

Me away.

I wish to drift through the trees

The pines and the rocks;

Dance over cliffs and through valleys

By the light of the moon.

Invisible and silent.

I will caress the wings of the owl as she hunts;

I am the cool air the wolf inhales deep,

That which brings the longing and power

To her howl.
I beg the wind

Come drench my soul

And take me home.




Love said so lightly

But falls like stone.

Like I have no choice,

My voice it chokes.

Stuck in my throat.

My tears like ghosts,

Figments of my imagination.

Light like my breath

That no one can see.

They caress only me.



One day

I realized

If I slept too long

I would miss the moments

When the world was quiet.

I would miss

Beauty awakening


The first gentle caress of

Light in my world.

I would miss

The silent whisper of the day saying

“Here I am in all my glory just for you. Use me up until there is nothing left.”