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What are you waiting for?
Today, as I chased the mist over the east
I wished to be a mountain.
Strong. Outlasting. Uncompromising.
The dawn would stretch coyingly over my back
the dusk would tip and bow to unflinching grandeur.
The day begins and ends with my stark reproach.
The clouds pass with fleeting admiration.
Brushing by with casual flirtation.
There are worse things to be.
More unlike things to be.
You could spread stories of the gods that dwell within me.
You could pay fawning tribute to my cool shade.
Why wouldn't you already?
