Only the Mountain [2]

By JL Williams

You know I am dying

because I have lost my shoes.

 

The gaping crevices between the mountains

hold what is left of light.

 

I have always lived in the present

as that was my only option.

 

It has nothing to do with fear anymore

or striving to achieve.

 

Even opinions have gone by the wayside

as has the strength of men.

 

You think I am only a child,

my shoulders exposed to the burn.

 

Look deeper.

 

Tomorrow exists for the dead.

The gold in your hand

 

came very long ago

from the mouth of a stone.

 

The air is breathable

only by dreamers.

 

I penetrate your consciousness.

I bleed without showing my wounds.

 

The rocks are soft as feathers.

The stars fall slowly, I glow.

 

You shouldn’t regret

that your history ends

 

with my giving up.

Colour is earned.

 

I learned not to think

and that’s how I summoned the bird.

 

Close your inner eyes.

What do you see?

 

In my heart I am flying

forever over water.