I walked a great walk
By way of ridge and brook
Heavy-breathed, through copper fields
Of highland grass, wild game and
Barren pass, I took my time
Facing each unknown as it came

And in that most majestic space
As I reclined looking back on what
I’d climbed, a lonesome voice
Brisk and careless, came to mind
From the depths of what In fairness
I’d sought to leave behind

You should’ve done this sooner
It said, when you were younger
It bled, as though now didn’t count
Like I should have known
But wiser still, by sunny glade
And frosty peak I have grown

So sitting there in my preparedness
That thought now caught in my awareness
Passed not from mind to body to soul, but out
Between heartbeats. Out, upon the warmth
Of my breath. Out into awe and splendour
Where it died a timeless death