To the wilderness
I am drawn
where
within the mountains
&
upon the hills
I climb
relentlessly
going
up
up
up
Pause
–
Gasping for air
–
Keep going
up
up
up
Pause
–
I’m almost there
–
Still climbing
up
up
up
Stop
–
–
I make it to the top.
With aching legs
and
burning lungs,
I am tired,
but
happy,
content,
fulfilled.
The pain I felt on the way up having
eased
making way for
strength
and
reminding me of my
place in the world,
of my
smallness
&
my
aliveness.
This is why
I am drawn to the wilderness.
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