Heaviness of my thoughts
Contrasts the stillness of the world
of mountains.
Only the sounds remain of
the birds chirping
the wind lightly shaking the leaves
the rustle of our shoes walking on the path
Disturbing the rocks.
Silence devoid of outspoken dialogue
gives room for my thoughts to be an echo
into a microphone with only me standing
In the crowd.
I look over at You, and I feel
Uneasy because of what comes out of
your mouth.
Your words have the power to
make my words feel.
At the time, I forced myself to leave my doubt and fear
behind, a single Thought at a time.
Trails of Thoughts trace my steps.
My thoughts increase in volume
as the environment grows quieter
until we reach the top But
where the expansive view I realize--
silences even my thoughts.
I have to follow the breadcrumbs of my
Thoughts to find out when
everything and anything began to
fall.