atop this crest
the divide of this continent
waters flow either left or right
Atlantic or Pacific

is it here that choice occurs
that comprehension of one or another manifests
the sun rise hints at the edge between sky and craggy mountaintop
the breath of bird twitter wakens the window pane
a slight shift in the air suggests spring  long dormant
so high above populated concrete and asphalt

I spend five more days
spend or save
pay out or earn
here atop this mountain the world of existence means something different
I won’t stay for the final song
this is a temporary expenditure

I can though weave the moment and minutes
staring from this vantage
integrate what it affords
and carry it in my pocketbook of time as I keep on this trek through fields and flora  life