I am the mountain

I am the mountain 

You mine for ore 

Looking for healing 

In all my rich deposits 

In old ragged veins 

In rocks, secret rocks 

In height and a secret depth 

How deep does a mountain go 

And where is its heart? 

I am the mountain 

You mine for ore 

Looking for reassurance 

From a rock 

From a pile of rocks 

As if love was geologic 

As if you knew I loved you by mountain rules 

Slow

Steady 

Seemingly eternal 

(I am a rock) 

I loved you like a mountain 

Veins embedded with my great care 

And your great neglect (humans just ruin it anyway) 

Permanent slivers of glitter and shine 

I fed with my slow, twisting ache

I fed with the earth 

Here you are, forever- see?

You came to visit

Looking for yourself 

Looking to know that you are still worthy of love 

Eking out the aquamarine

Around every corner  

Something about your eyes

And your ease in the water 

Something about the stone only costing 20 dollars! 

A joke about being cheap but pretty 

Great snaking aquamarine, a hard hard river 

You came to the mountain 

The great giving tree of the PNW

Here, take my apples 

Here, take my heart

Mountain as reflecting pond 

Mountain as womb

Mountain as extraction 

Mountain as no one will notice 

What is a mountain 

but a memory 

Who stands 

And holds

And harbors 

And is too big to be seen