montana mountains

we are now in the mountains
and the mountains are in us

towering cliffs of red granite
puncturing the heavens with pinnacle peaks

soaring columns of golden clay
scaling to stories too high to read

moonlit crowns of ice and snow
telling tales of death and defeat

sunkissed passes of morning delight
whispering melodies of discovery and light

dripping snow from families of fir
disappearing into glaciers

lowly rivers beneath bridges and feet
quietly remembering how it all came to be