Saturday, April 24, 2010

"Alta"

nine times the shine
and bruised from climbing
but worth the climb
I only fell once
but it was all the way down
on the way back up
all the lessons I left behind,
I found

and held on,
for dear life, this time
I've been leaning on rock
clinging tight so long
that to finally stand up
at the top
feels wrong

but the sun feels fine
and my lungs up here
love the air, so rare
I could disappear
right into it
thin air - oh
oxygen,

I am in your debt
let my light, light head
just spin 'til it's time
to go

not yet

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