Bouldering the High Places
Posted by Shaun McCormick
The sky paints itself around you,
your arms folded across your side
and bruised from the climb.
There is stillness that slides between
your scattered rocking, the leaning side
to side until revelation breaks like glass
in your mind, shatters itself across the fields below
and makes meaning out of what is only earth.
I look from a distan…
