Is real, right now.
Even when I am not walking.
A Human invention,
Fueled by no effort.
Because effort is costly.
But the bliss of ignorance,
Will wear thin and implode.
We are slowly coming to focus
As the smoke and shrapnel come to rest.
Because we have trained,
All our lives going up mountains,
Without “functional” bodies or minds
our compassion, persistence, creativity, and questions
Are strong enough, to erode mountains
Even if we should not have to.