Speaking of Mountains

Speak of MountainsI speak of mountains,
like they just came up yesterday;
that I have had the experience to
see the world from at top one of it…
like climbing these should take
a lifetime spent on understanding
that your morality is not the needle
with which I stitch my sins
I speak of mountains
like they used to be under the ocean
that I have been there to experience
the lowness of the truly low
like getting down there I have better
imagination of what all different ways
the sky can appear to those alive…..
and that the air you inhale is not what
I depend my life on…..
such is how I speak of mountains

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