clouds of grey
slide by
slowly
giving way to hope
twisted and tight
a heart stops to breathe
alone
in the summer sun
exhaling deep
yesterday is gone
quietly
as the light sparkles
awash in mountain streams
your tears run with mine
cleansed
as a new pace welcomes the next chapter
happy and sad
and back again
believing
that mountains mourn as we heal

by jessyca lyn katz