The Path Beyond My House
By Hannah Gross
up a rocky path
up a deserted road
up the path beyond my house
there, long grass sways in the wind
and mango trees embrace the sun
and clouds are nowhere to be seen
where bees bounce from flower to flower
and wasps lurk beneath leaves
and butterflies flutter in the wind
there the Mountain stands
looming before me
reminding me that there is no great length that can't be walked
with a breeze coming down from the Mountain
my hair flutters around my shoulders
and I breathe in fresh air
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