Rainy Pass

High above the snow line

Where the people do not go

Breathless, arched to heaven

Straining, banking, breathing
Sun drenched air

conditioned the cascading waters

pierce every cell

Lowland strangers here

We grasp for meaning even as
We climb

Raven spreads her wings

Wren nods

New life cries out

A warning

These are sacred heights
Do not ask

Do not stare

Pass through lightly,

With no sound