Me & Mountain — Sang Together

 Me & Mountain — Sang Together

I did not go to the mountain

to conquer it

I went

because something in me

was already rising.

It stood there

ancient, unmoving,

a silence carved in stone,

watching without eyes.

I said nothing.

It said nothing.

Yet between us,

a song had already begun.

The wind touched its face,

then mine

like a note

passing between two instruments.

My breath slowed

to match its stillness,

my heartbeat softened

into its vast patience.

“Teach me,” I almost said

but the words fell away

before they could become sound.

The mountain does not teach

it absorbs.

And so I stood there,

letting my noise settle,

letting my thoughts

roll down like loose gravel.

Time stretched

or perhaps disappeared.

And then

something unexpected:

I was no longer listening

to the mountain.

I was listening

as the mountain.

A deep, wordless hum

rose from nowhere

not mine, not its

just… ours.

We sang

not in melody,

not in rhythm,

but in presence.

A stillness so complete

it echoed.

When I finally turned to leave,

nothing had been said

and yet everything

had been shared.

Now, wherever I go,

I carry that quiet song

a reminder:

that when I become still enough,

even the silent

will sing with me.

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