mountains in my life
loom over my breath
while I watch rising moons
and walk through streets
dark with night
every day I climb
to my home carved
into the side of a mountain
and here I find solace
I used to have long brown hair
and it flew in coastal winds
while I fed ducks in a city lagoon
and thought I knew everything
now growing older all the time
losing my walking shoes
languishing in the hot sun
I am empty of youth
just a woman filled with memories
………………………………….
and my mountains
live somewhere else
without me