the desire came
uninvited
unreasonable
untouchable
by my own derision
or the inevitable scorn of
wife
mother
father
friend
boss
and even God
a mountain that stands unmoved
against wind
against storm
against time
all my doings
are the fuzz of green trees
around its base
I am powerless to
move it
change it
touch it
where does it start?
In a hidden cleft of rock
there is a wild tiger lily
impossible and exquisite
orange with brown spots
and long yellow pistils
the next time I am there
it is gone
for it
the mountain
has moved.
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