Mountain Meditation
I hike in silence.
My feet follow
the rhythm of my breath
which is molded
on the contour of the mountain.
I think only
of breathing and walking,
breathing and walking
until I reach
the summit
and realize:
I spent the morning
in meditation,
every step
a prayer.
From my first collection Porous Land (Spartan Press, 2019)
Copyright © Agnes Krampe | Year Posted 2020
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