truant

i dream of the mountains
songs etched deep in my mind
as if tracks laid from a past i can't account
yet the strains i hear are live and loud

i long for that airy smell of elevation
the thinner air and pricks of pine
the brooks that run on hurried tour
so madly blind to the flowers ashore

reminds me of a youthful song
but really nothing i haven't sung before
yet more than once i come back here
to replay the memories, slay my fears

and an immortality i can replay
for i can see those who saw this before
did they feel this tender touch of skin
did they tread the trails where i have been

and if they have as i do today
did their stories play out like mine will say
the pull so strong i can't be still
this cosmic embrace of those smoky blue hills

i'll be gone but the mountains live on
i surely was here, my dust will attest
my thoughts and warmth beckoning others on
my love encrusted in these hills and beyond...


-reena
as i long for the mountains... just becoz'

aug 25th 2015