"Mountain" - 8/1/20

Could hike this mountain 365 days
And still be mystically filled with praise
Silt and sand and undergrowth
Birds overhead the river's mouth

Moonlit sun-drenched cascading leaves
The longing looks from time-tolled trees
The morning mist mosquito clouds
The lizards over rocks the flowers

Embedded into hidden shelves
Could there be faeries, inner-selves
Detached determined to evolve
Climbing toward clouds with quiet resolve