I strode up to the mountain

snowy pathless twiggy tares.
i left lush green, barren brown and thorny bramble for hard rock then ice.
and once upon the pure white snows, i sank.

i sank down, down, down, up to my lips, a puff i made and the spray like shiny stars upon a white-watery firmament flew heavenward and shone forever and ever, suspended in agonizing motionlessness.

and all the graces of all the worlds and all the joys of all my childtime innocence came to me all in a rush and i swooned upon the milky arms of my mother, her breast so near,

and i closed my eyes, weeping, released.