A Description Of A Life Alone In The Mountain Poem by RIC BASTASA

as you reach a place
where wild grass grow as
tall as you
you wonder
if there is a secret
that that may open its
arms to you
to show you wanton
beauty

it is the first day

as you go near
birds fly away from you
the wind stops blowing
clouds become heavy
and soon
the rain begins to fall

it seems that sadness knows
where you are
and it is following you

you put up a tent and then
at night you build a fire

you watch the fire grow
as though it has grown so many hands
trying to reach the sky
and grab some stars

everything seems so far away
so far away like a darkness beyond you
without an end