Mountain Bound Angel

if i took on the task of surviving my childhood

if i took on the task of telling this tale

i could not have survived without that mountain

i was bound for that mountain from the time i was born

once i reached that mountain it became my mother and my father

i walked upon that mountain as if i had found home

i found love

i found that which ONLY had the power to save me

across the valley was the other

mountain bound angel

made of stone snow and ice

alive to me

she kept me alive

like an infant sees in its mother’s face

the image of itself reflected back

each time i looked at the mountain bound angel

across from me

I saw reflected back to me



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