This morning was something
On the mountain top
Algae was covering the pocketed stone
The wind was the jet stream
Snow strewn by the crystal rock pools
The sun floated in a clear blue sky.
We were in T shirts
It was warm till a huge dark cloud came
On with the vests as the snow came in June
As the sea is blue-green
The sky on the mountain is so
We dressed warm
We went for a hike to the leeward side
I took in what Nature had to offer
Trees get whipped and I picked up boughs
We were beat by Washington
We pitched a tent and used the boughs
To break the wind
Crossed a stream on the way up
Kept going beyond a trail station
Not a bird to be seen
Every step is planted with care
One stray and a second of tiredness hits
The pole helps
I climbed Washington a duty to the quest
In later years I had built a marriage of rock
In 9 years it descended
Memories of all good
With my former wife.
We never had anger
I ate some food
Fell asleep
Woke up years later
When I turned my head
I didn’t know where I was.
Then we found the trail
We went down Washington