Clearing—after storm . . . Northeast Oregon / Idaho . .
On the road in the Northwest of America.
If one carries the mountain in one’s heart, to
pick up the stone is to pick up the mountain,
But for us, a stone is just a stone and nothing
more, just so much dead weight,
like a pack which grows heavier
with each passing step.
Half way up, half broken, turning back . . .
and the sound of stone mountains
just is—in the wind.
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