Time is measured in footsteps
Thinking in loops
That’s led me to the end
Of a steep mountain trail
Where flowers are different
And trees are named
With a predicate: Alpine.
Tag: alpine
Waking Moments (day 2187)
Solid air
Colliding with my waking moments
Fleeting and palpable
And shifting listlessly through
Mountain streams and alpine trees
And rocky breezes and sunlit dreams.
My held breath seems to remember
What was once an immensity,
So unfathomable to each peculiar life form
– Gliding restlessly upon the surface of dreamscaped imagination –
Yet so identifiably palpable
With my very eyes closed
Facing towards the source of my waking moments
To believe in a word left unspoken.
Alpine Mountaineering (day 1708)
Wind swept
Frozen white
Mountain peaks
Sailing (day 387)
Sailing
High up upon the alpine peaks
Like birds
Silently gliding through space
Enjoying
Every little whip of air sent
Callused
Outstretched hands pull tighter
The rope
Holding together the loose bits
Carefully
Knit into one solid piece of fabric