• Vol. 01
  • Chapter 12
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I Am Mountain

The ground begins where I stand
- corrected, humbled.
Landscape spread, ahead and around:
I am mountain.

This river that flows goes much deeper
than all I know -
it is where I've been that shapes
every rock that binds me.

My mantle-heart and its cardinal pulse
caressed by the hands of Time
have succumbed to Openness.
Where I stand,

the landscape ahead and around,
reflects the vastness I breathe -
I had to walk these many miles and years to learn
how to stand tall.