When you climb to the top of a mountain
and stand breathless from exertion and awe,
whose voice do you hear in the wind?
In that fleeting moment
when your spirit suspends itself
just beyond the final outcropping of rock,
just outside the present,
are you old?
Are you young?
Are you timeless?
Text and image © 2012 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved.
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