inspired autumn reds

up inside the mountain of elevated life winds trailed the old songs about to write words that try and explain the name of rain with the purest form imaginable under the sun somehow I float through like a hanging glider perched from the nest of a rooftop of limestone searched for big eagle feathers bending dangerously loose the dirt slips as I reach and look over the stretch as I look beyond the force of calling colors in the divide only to fall and stumble into gravel elbow blood sighs neon across the pine needle bristles of a fresh magic scent I relax the moment to look up into the opening bliss to breath the depth of what looked impossible before real as the daytime sun over the nose I compose the name explained through inspired autumn reds yellows blend other orange particles of movement the head of the mountain perched like a thrown wrecked among the stones of rock-slide hikes I listened in with the binoculars of ear sight before I stood behind the future in search covered in dirt grounds of leveling worth reaction moved the horse into blinding white up inside the mountain of elevated life