They said,
“You don’t have to write every word.”
I told them,
“I don’t think I have a choice.”
I have always spoken,
much like my heart beats.
I never really questioned, “Why?”
Well,
maybe a couple of times.
I think that’s why
some people like it outside,
far away from everything that’s wrong.
The mountains stand strong,
and the sky needs no reply.
Just me,
myself,
and all that high and wide.
I gave up
trying to try
quite a while ago.
I just open my eyes
and there I go.
Any that I can do
for you,
I will.
There’s more to this life
then you know.
Give it time
and it just might show.
I have always been
the type to talk
myself out of my fears.
Talked myself out of
a few good times as well.
Step away from all the noise,
and head into a place,
where the only currency
is silence.
Fear and words
don’t matter out here.
The sky won’t listen,
and the mountains don’t hear.
They throw back
the echoes of your mind.
You’ll either lose it in the river,
or you’ll find
a little bit of respite.
HG – 2020