Poetry, Prose

Nameless Mountains

Looming

The rock climbs high above

Threatening to come down

If I do not go up

Summit

The rock shifts below my feet

Silence echoing among the peaks

I am home

Descent

The rock tumbles below

Many times, over nameless mountains

I have won

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