part of me resonates with this remoteness
the monk part
the solitary part
the recluse part
the part of me that wants to know more
of myself
of life
of living
the part of me that wants the truth
to step into the world in a way that means something
regardless of its income potential
I resonate with the mountains the deer that tender-toe by the windows the small green shoots poking through the snowy rock laden slopes
I am the angle of that hillside tipping toward the future
I am that small green shoot hoping for a ray of sun to illuminate and warm
I am that rocky slope letting the blanket of white refresh my way