Forgive Us Our Trespasses
Hiking into the mist as the trail rises to the peak
Damp leaves slip beneath our sneakers
Speech is rare and soft in this temple
Water rushes off to the left
A jay scolds unnecessarily above our heads
We know we are trespassing
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Very nice. I like the description of the place as a temple where “Speech is rare and soft.”