she was a teacher
with a heart the size
of a mountain.
I set my sights for its peak-
as many others have
only to find myself
gasping for air.

A midst of humidity and heat
I walk bare foot through the scene
Barren muscadine vines cascade
All around my ankles
I can hear roaring in the distance
So let us walk towards that beacon

I come upon the sir
It holds its paw out,
I've never been one for handshakes
But this feels right
A sweet rendezvous
Dear peacekeeper of the woods,

Hello. May we meet again.
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Now, running through the ghettos
Picking up crumbs
Delusional
Convinced I am Robin Hood
And my people are birds
Come save the people with me
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Carrying the mat onto the mountain top
I Lay it down on the cold tattered ground
Laying down on it, I look into the starry night sky
As the sky stares down into me
Soon the earth and the heaven collide
A perfectly imperfect harmony they weave in and out like the threads of that mat I brought
Thoughts so loud, run silent in my mind
A witness I lay, in between the mountains and the stars