Highland Swing
for Alta Burns Cochrane
A steep dissecting climb between parallel
conifer clans changes the trajectory of the view
between one mountain and its range
but walking names the mountain
not the reach
or the language of the kin
But the strong calves motion
one step upon the last
calls the draw with its water
and all the waters we cross over
dripping thirsty from the center
breathing growing fuller
on our ways back to one another
crossing stone ways
under stoneledge solar fountains
Even stars which are themselves
the countless pathways
during Night’s gaze, washing over
come into view
then disappear
like the summit
not the end
of this journey.
Copyright 1996 Beridha Beridha.
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