But is always there
All I need
Is to open my eyes
Remembering
That by “eyes”
I mean heart
All I need
Is to open my eyes
Remembering
That by “eyes”
I mean heart
And then we rested
Ate and slept a little
Then rose
Rose up in the dark
And then we climbed
And climbed some more
Torches in our hands
Footfalls stiff
On granite cold
I assure
Their voices
Are heard
I speak for them
When they cannot
Speak for themselves
We approached the ziggurat
Towing over thirty feet of living space
Exiting
The Valley of the Gods
Switchbacks, gravel and steep grades
More than a thousand feet straight up
I wondered
At the wisdom of this drive
Then the thought
Each adventure ever had
Begins with
Just a little bit of faith
With their first step
Began their song
Which made the land
I stand upon
No strokes go wrong
She’s always right
And so I learn
What beauty is
Old Man Rock
He’s steady-on
I sit upon him
Wondering
At all that is
And ever was
And what it means
And what becomes
In time
With practice
They become
The light