Hill = Man

Hill = Man

Behind you is the hill

or mountain peak—

call it whatever you want


now that you’ve moved past

the slippery stones that

hurried your decent


and cracked the white bones and

invisible spirit

you travel with.


When you were still on the bottom

of the other side

you didn’t know


it would have the kind of beauty

that disappoints

as you get closer


or that the side you couldn’t see

would be so steep.

And even though you’re


out from under that long shadow—

there it is miles away

always in plain sight.


DeMaris Gaunt



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