speak to me
in ways no person could comprehend
these stark frozen caps stippled with pine
read my mind better
than any love has tried to
these elevations reach me
on a greater level than most
dare to dream of
these steep hills rise within me
as real as any emotion felt
these unharmed mountain pathways
heal my unarmed heart
these hushed yet
ever present winds
whisper harshly but never
attempt to sway the hermit
one way or another