High Mountain Mind

The mountain lake glimmers, there’s a shine, a luminous sheen upon its nocturnal waters. My camp is nearby, but the star-shimmer upon the lake initiates my eyes with deeper insights. Standing clear of my thoughts I sail the slow rippling surface an astral light tracing my mind into an astrological map of being. A thing not of water nor air yet stretched beyond heaven, an alien humanity far above this mountain scene. Later, at rest and ease under dark canvas, I still gaze up and look down searching for that celestial face.