Mountains high.
Falling snow
Sparkles as if diamonds
In the full moon glow.
Where she’s headed no one knows
For the wind blows away any trace
Of foot steps taken upon the ground.
They speculate and create tales of wonder
Of a woman lost
For she does not wander the
Beaten path
Nor the familiar.
Most whisper in the dark that she is a misplaced soul;
But then they dare not go where she goes;
Infinite unknown.
Vanished, yet in plain sight.
These are the
Forests i know.
And the devils club,
The fallen trees
They remind me to breathe;
Raindrops on the forget me not.
The song of the wind,
Lichen at me feet.
Mountain tops high. I am cradled safe
In the sloping valley.
Running river wild playing its melody free
As I welcome stillness.
Here I meet myself.
Up on tippy toes I try to peek
Over hills and mountains high.
Try as I might I cannot see the other side.
I have to climb myself
One step at a time
And understand
This journey is mine;
Created with all of us in mind
To intertwine with those chosen
In this
Grand design.
To uplift and add endless love
As best We can.
I climb and rest,
Climb and rest knowing I am doing my best
With every breath.
Mountain summer night.
Watching the stars wink in and out of sight.
The breeze
Brushes a wisp
Of my hair into my mouth
And I throw my head back
Laughing aloud
At the illusions.
Caught between gazing at
Campfire
And stars.
Mesmerized.
Coyotes out in the beyond,
Their chorus echoing
In this
Clear night air.
The moon is hiding her glow behind
The mountain.
Neither here nor there;
I am most certainly under a spell.
Waiting.
I asked you to slow down,
I could not keep up.
So you trudged on ahead
Never looking back
And i lost sight of you
Out there.
I came to a division of many
paths
Where i took a moment to rest,
My strength dwindling.
And i waited.
I waited
And i counted the stars.
I took shelter in the trees
Thinking
At any moment
You might return
To me.
I woke to a cold frost
And realized i could not stay without nourishment and shelter
Through more seasons.
And had to choose a path
One that did not lead me to you
But
A
Mountain top
Where i could see
Many other peaks in front of
Me.
And there my whole body
Was filled with a sense of
Possibility.
Much time went by
And you found me
But you were angry
I did not wait longer for your return.
I will no longer apologize for the natural need to take care of myself.
And on I went without you
On to the next valley
And on to the next peak
And i took my own breath away
As each day i
Stood up.
and here you are
climbing this mountain
the feeling of deja vu
leaves you disorientated
and panic stricken
feeling as if you have been on this journey before
maybe you have
but still have much to learn
so here you are
again
what did you miss last time?
The sun has risen over the mountains
And beckons my sleepy eyes to open
Will i tend to my hope or despair before i begin this day?
(Sometimes i do not completely shake despair in my dreams)
My eyes see hope as the sun rises higher over the mountain peaks
And my heart is filled with beauty as the birds sing to me.
My mind still struggles thinking maybe i should
Stay in bed and relent to despair
But i know to climb the mountain
(She is always calling my name)
Is the only way to grow stronger
In truth of self
Another beautiful morning
Another miraculous
Sunrise
To wake breathing
To wake
To see the sky
Another chance
To take new steps
To know myself
That is what mountains do
With beauty and grace
Reality
They offer no mercy
Yet help you become
Mountains keep you humble
The higher the altitude
The more my lungs are forced to work
And i grow stronger for it
I wander freely
Journeying the valley floor.
And when I am worn and weary
I rest my bones
On the rivers edge.
I listen to her song;
Wonder at
Her ever changing beauty
Magnified through icicles and frost.
I see the snowy mountains rising
Strong.
Thoughts of past and future leave
Me.
Here I am.
And I remember
These songs resuscitate my heart;
Settle my mind.
Mother Earth always knows how to
Speak to my soul.
She knows without hesitation
What to say in the silence.
Yes I have an affinity
For
Rainbows
And
Getting lost.
Kind words and lip gloss.
Singing in the rain
And record players.
Wind in my hair
And
Silence.
Dancing by myself and stranger’s grins.
Sand in my toes
And the smell of mountain air
On my skin.
So many little things that go so far.
Yes they make me smile.
You see
These little things save me
From myself.
Chole Into Diamonds 