scale this mountain
carved by moon
crest the hills;
traverse the lush green
valleys of
your heart.
turn to your side
at birdsong
at fauna, at bloom.
do you see?
breathe the quiet so loud
it is profound.
at twelve steps,
sit down.
close your eyes.
when you return,
you will be free.
poem by Mela Blust
Mela Blust is a poet whose work has appeared in Rust+Moth, Anti-Heroin Chic, and Califragile, among others, and is forthcoming in The Silk Road Review, The stray Branch, and more.
Photo by Hristo Fidanov