The Mountain

Fear welling up

filling my belly,

I tremble

The tears push forward but

I don’t give in


A familiar feeling

of a childhood gash

that surges forward


into the calm of a normal day


Moving with the rhythms of this globe

how can I pretend normality

in a world that can no longer stand alone

in harmony with itself


I too can hardly stand

although just a speck of dust within this suffering whole

resinating deep in my guts

a mirror of the intestines of the world


I call upon mountain

its minerality awakens the sound of my bones

infusing them with light


its force and stability

traversing time and space

gives me the strength to go on

….living on the edge !