Peaks

 

The mountains build themselves from my feet softly

So gradual, I don’t feel the shifts of the rock

But only the sunshine I’ve grounded these feet in

 

Climbing to what is craved but unknown 

The mystery inviting me,

Fear shying me away

But I’ve built these mountains myself 

 

I’m ready for these feet to climb,

 To find these peaks, 

sprinkled with all that has brought me here

to myself