Sep 12, 2024
she has green valleys
deep and wide
old rocks by her side, tumbling down,
her mountain passes; steep and unforgiving
but when you see the top
everything is beautiful and nothing is hard.
her descents are chasing you
pushing below the pass
this is not your space they scream
so we tread, carefully,
back to the path
by the horses
with the horses
running for the last bit of light
settling down
just out of reach
shimmering rivers
on repeat