the mountains watch from the edge of a journey
like religious statues waiting on
repeated praise and reminders from a lesser being
every morning it swallows us to an anxious path
through the shadows and silence
of its sometimes catastrophic, mesmerizing heaven
there’s no rescue because it’s only you amongst the intensity
held in a cold and suspenseful air
forcing you to face yourself, along with your failed intentions
the scenes repeat until they choose to reveal a destination
navigating between the footstools of entities
proceed with diligence until your arrival to a revelation
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