Balance heavily over the raging whirlpools of melted snow
Littered with flecks of frayed moss cheering
Palm sized stones who proceed in haste down the hill
Intent on their timely arrival for Sol’s brilliant finale
Wonder cautiously before an imposing, sharp
Tigerskin boulder motionless
Draped in a blue shawl of light and air and gravity
Crowded root and clay dutifully squeeze wet sunshine past dry lips
Evading hapless bears engrossed in their high holiday
Behold heartily a gracious invitation ten degrees higher up the mount
Evergreen lean inward gaily hushed in songs of jubilee
Wrinkled granite strokes the sky just at the doorstep of daybreak merely
Intent on teaching raindrops how to find their way home to sea and cloud
Your footprint longs for ground