The Mountain

The mountain is there
path's seeking destiny ends
Abjured boots and socks
Not needed in this journey
Where body enlaces soul

Communion

Seldom,
            There the mountain,
I free me.
            calling.
Thoughts gone,
            Viscerally climbing into
the remaining, beautifully wash,
            up-skies unreachable.
caress, dendrites raised to
            Magnetic power resembling
the billions producing
            Odes to
a rare feeling of
            perennial
ethereal
            endings.
communion.