...and to the freaky mountain kids
Look along any line keep the light
any grip of angle know the hope
we are distracted
divine winds hum stand off don’t hug
first rule of salvation never hang from a rope
the subtle atomicities of evil
take hold of my cold flexed hand
just our grip on a winter day
where fear is not
the summit finally reached
days & nights they pass away
the happy ending
evidence prominent
witnesses numerous
the falcon circling us
one will never say
I cannot do that
old friend miraculous.