She Walks the Mountains

I heat in the air and silence bent. Every step I

took felt borrowed, like the ground knew what I meant. I've seen fearless

for the fearless. Was just knowing my worth. You don't feel her

coming, but you feel yourself shrink. Like your name don't matter,

like your breath don't mean a thing. She's brave, but she,

she walk the mountains. Wide awake in broad daylight nothing hiding.

No bells to stir her lost prayers loud enough. If she's standing in your vision

that's as far as you've come. She's brave, but scars are story nothing costs