Friday, April 19, 2019

retreat.

We climbed to the huts
up the switchback trail
of a topless hill
on an endless coast.
We were taught that we would
find peace up there.
What we actually found
was something close.
It wasn't the view,
except when I turned

from it to you, because
you said "Look!"

And I did.
And I saw
what we came here for.
Or why I'd come,
at least.

This was not
in the book.

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