I,
AM A GOAT
I love earth underfoot.
Rock piles for climbing.
Winding craggy paths and rolling pine cones readied for a
game of chase.
But one bright blue morning my world, went dark.
A passport assigned, curated and stamped for immediate relocation
changed everything.
The dusting of snow and wisps of grass-delectable and sweet-
suddenly disappeared with a thunderous…
THUMP.
THUMP.
THUMP.
Ricocheting like hail off my mountain.
Though, wingless and unsuited for flight my body, bound but cradled
rested cozily in a dream while the landscape shifted and I burst unaware…
… aloft.
Immense distance-rivers, lakes, winding roads, hilly terrain,
soared beneath me until…
…once more a mountain was home.
Inspired by a true story- You KNOW I am a sucker for anything to do with goats.
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