There’s always shelter somewhere in the storm
Repeat it, as a mantra,
To protect from gales,
Buffeting rain turned to blades
In wind ice cold, penetrating
Even the warmest cloak,
On the hillside,
Far from home.
The journey will take its toll,
A price exacted upon you,
It may or may not
take your life,
It will be forever etched
Upon your soul.
There’s always someplace warm,
Some crag to cower under,
From the worst of nature’s wrath.
The storm takes,
The earth provides,
Though rain can soothe,
Mountains take lives,
If the toll is not paid
It will exact it upon another.
Blood runs in the ground,
Washes away in the torrents
Becoming one with the earth again,
Leaving little trace of your path,
But ashes left under
An outcrop, embers
For the next traveller
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