Love Letter to the Bob

Elani Bob Marshall pic.jpg

By Elani Borhegyi

Let's go old

Grow old together

(You more than me)

Let's tell each other our secrets that no one else knows

And the answers to questions never asked

(You have so many)

Never did I think how much I would lean on your mountains

Take shelter in your trees

Burnt, many of them

Bundled,

A queer among bundles of sticks

I'm a mutation in your house

Where mutation is the norm

You showed me that physical mountains

Are only made impassable by mental mountains

You showed me that the forest in the forest

Is only fogged by my mind

Baptize me in your icy waters

And the sun will roast me to see anew

Show me

That I am not a parasite

Who walks cuts in your skin

Drinks from your veins

Burns from your lungs

Show me that

I should be here

And every human too

That a hike in the mountains for a week

Is a run for life

I thought I came here for the wall

(That great wall)

Instead I found a bridge, a Backbone across the Earth

Instead I found humility

And sacred waters

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