THE PINE, THE ALPINE
To be empty
In Alpine deserts
On bare shape
With exposed flesh
To purge.
*
To be scoured
Free, naked as
A glacier lake
Clear as a dew sky
Re-pristine.
*
Ready as windblades
To full as a sail
In the sky's sealake
above screening treelines
And eschew the easy shade
of miserable peace.
* * *
- May 20 1995, Mount Kosciusko, Australia
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