Dream of Mountains
by Armando Ortiz
I dream of hiking mountains
walking giant mortars
on alpine canyons
one continual upward motion
Life conceived extremes
thousands of winters
foxtails untouched by hands
firmly sweeping the wind they stand
wild flowers long harsh winter endured
late June rough gravel break through
granite peppered with pine green
where purple iris edge against a cairn
to watch molcajetes steaming with life
to walk on giant rocks
and stroll along grey cliffs
with white peaks that silently lie
to journey to a frozen conception
that melts into hidden cracks
and traverse giant mammoth molars
and glide on the air like a flying dinosaur.
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