Backpacking
My body,
carries
the weight of the pack.
Walking,
and seeking to pray.
Vast space
opens,
my unlockable hope.
Silence,
keeps monsters at bay.
My breath,
eases
at the sight of the moon.
Echoing,
everything is okay.
Lupine flower
kisses,
my unloveable me.
Fields,
offer beds to lay.
My spirit,
strengthens
inside of my walls,
pushing,
them out of the way.
Snow bank
freezes,
my unstoppable terror.
Trees,
whisper I may.
My heart,
sits
on top of the mountain,
crowing,
to meet the new day.
Glacier stream
quenches,
my unrelenting longing.
Trails,
wear anxiety away.
My soul,
joins
along with the rest.
Melting,
to oneness anyway.
Nature God,
consumes
my insatiable loneliness.
Everything,
makes connection today
Copyright © Tristan Elliott | Year Posted 2015
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