under an abandoned blue sky
she finishes her 15-hour trek
collapses at sunset lays on the
side of the western mountain
relieved her sojourn is over
as the torched landscape darkens
you won’t hear her whimper
over the coyotes’ suffering cries
she’s done this so many times before
walked back across the valley
under full and moonless nights
to stand at dawn on the eastern peak
shift the weight of a burnt
world on her shoulders
step off the mountain top
and set the pace for another day
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