“I used to be a mountain goat—I could climb mountains—indefatigable
but nowadays—I have been humbled by a thorn in my side…”

“We are here not to be easy—
but to become our better angels—slowly
while confined within time’s penitentiary…”

“When winter’s breath kisses a bubble
with its freezing lips of space and time…”

"another cold autumn moon
kisses her somber mountains..."

"above spilled bones of dead trees
she still—takes my breath away..."

“summer’s breath of dawn
unfolds gold with early light”