air warm with clear sky

greeted us as we set out

the path familiar,

walked many times

yet always new

Air moist and still,

muggy and unmoving

life seeming to follow

Sweeping curves watching below

graceful, widening with each turn

using the sun and clouds

the heat rising and falling

wind pushing up the mountain

surveying the land, perhaps

He is alone along the face

below the crest of the ridge

breaking fast on the sweet green

shoots and flowering plants

in the shade of the rock face

The day seems gloomy

but it isn’t, only a light rain

gentle even with small drops

warm in a light wind