Mountains

I sit high up

On a boulder

good for sitting

 

Before me

The mountain

of my self

 

The sun

To my right

starts to set

 

Trees cast

Long shadows

and the sky is

perfect blue

 

My thoughts

Become clouds and

then dissipate

 

I feel breeze

if i want

cool and fragrant with

 

afternoons

memories but

sometimes

nothing

at all