if in the late afternoon light you were to say to me,
let’s climb up that mountain and see if we can find
whether there’s a breathtaking view on top of it,
i’d bend over and tie my bootlaces a little tighter

Zion National Park, Utah

i’d then rummage through the gear stashed in the car trunk,
gathering up sleeping pads and bags, a tent for both of us
knowing that the stars would be closer to us up there
where we could wish upon them, and dream our wishes

independent writer

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