In Motion

Oh mountain cut into the sky,
looming large,
you recede further and further
with each step, step, step

Dropped there
out of nowhere,
more present than
I or he or she
because you cannot move
of your own accord,
nor can that rock, that log,
that tree

You move because I walk,
I blink, I think
upon you mountain,
monstrous and free,
immoveable in yourself,
while all of me
is constantly in motion
in thought,
in breath,
in sleep.

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