When You Try To Leave That Mountain (3)
Up on the hill,
nothing between you and the sky,
there's nothing to stop you or will.
All you survey
will all be yours one day
if you only give it all up right now.
And looking all around you
a smile in your heart
a heat in your hand
you can't recall when once you felt like this before.
The wind in your hair
and the soft in your eyes
the stone rocks in your chest taking flight.
It's where no one would come,
and yet here you are,
it's no place and yet it's your home.
-Matthew Koutzun
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