this mountain
I am climbing
like generations of trees
within a forest
that climbed a ridge
slower that I
three hundred years covered
in one step
though I imagine there’s more ease –
the effortlessness of dropping
a seed
the effort of dropping my backpack
an equal readiness I am sure
and I imagine as the sun
seeks the seed
a great movement must rise
an immersion, dank earth
a potential, leaf litter
an arrival, spring rains
and the yank of light lifts us up
Tags: 2010, becoming, ease, landscape, mountin, potential, readiness, tramping
