When I arrive
at the mountain’s peak
I see myself dancing with abandon
even when I have company
telling friends I love them
at everything
for no reason at all

When I arrive
atop the highest point
I see myself healthy
balanced in every arena
tiptoeing across high wire
no longer a feat

walking over smoldering coals
easy as carpet

unafraid to look down
all the way to the plains
to the beginning
the place where my foot
inched out
timidly advancing

where I reeled
back at the stiffness of the grass
the sharpness of rocks under soft feet
the unfamiliar, cool earth
the shift in the panorama

back to the place
I began


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April 27, 2017 · 5:04 pm

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