Mountain isolation
The mountaintop is lonely and cold
With glowing stars that are far to reach
Peeking down will risk your fall
Camping down will cool the heat
With fire that no longer consoles
And coal doesn’t burn in snow
The mountain belt is far below
From up here, it’s barely shown
To go up is to separate the soul
And to stay here is to stall and sleep
No guide to know, no map to keep
The journey still is incomplete
My footsteps are long gone
The snow buried what I had known
With No path to trace down
The journals are all I own
And To stay alone and romanticize dawn
“Its light strikes with passion and peirce the heart with warmth”
Or look at the stars and point flaws
Doubting its intentions
“It didn’t light the way
It had lost its path,
It doesn’t know”.
And still, the day go forth...