Mountain

by amurderofcrows, posted in Poetry

Give me a mountain again.
Soft trails for my tired feet and
a canopy of oak and redwood and eucalyptus.
Let my mind soften through the wind that is the
ocean in the trees, and let me keep up only
with myself.

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