uneaten cookies

I love

Being by

Mountains

They are like 

So many needed things

Like a gathering

Of tribal chiefs

Of wise, non-attached

Observers

Who remain steadfast in their element 

N’importe quoi qui arrive

They remind me

That even the Earth

Can rise like cookie-dough 

And resist eating 

Its own baking

Mountains are like the cookies

That the Earth saved for us

🙏⛰🍪

~ Sandi H.

Boulder, Colorado

Summer 2018

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