Firetrail at Midnight on Mt. Tamalpais

I walked by starlight
up the winding fire-trail
between sandstone and scrub oak,
up to the edge of a terrible cliff
and listened to the waves break
so far below.

The stars exploded there
Away from the city glare,
They skittered and hissed
Making me gasp
As they fell from the midnight sky.

I felt several thousand years
Younger, as I paused,
Closed in and breathless
On that moonless night wondering
When I had forgotten the sea
And the stars and roads that wind slowly.

And if I could've believed
The road would lead
To other roads and on and on
It would have been enough.

© J.L.Stanley

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