i
distant
the mountain
you climb
empty in the quiet space
within the skull
hard place
desert cold and dark
where you search
from whence you return
i know the land you seek
crying for the moon
i sought it too
ii
on the mountain
lying as i am
confined
all seeing
the stone of my body awakens
roots clutch
at this peopled coral
through my heart
on this slope
all knowing
all lost
waiting for the flower
dead before it blooms
iii
bleak mornings
cold in early moments
of light without sun
cold in the shadow of the mountain
where a bright bloom graces the air
that stark fay beauty found
for the promised land you seek
cry again
city desert mountain
a cry
thrown into echoes
that have yet to settle
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