In The Ascent Of Summer

In the ascent of summer
we climbed the
unclimbable mountain,
drank from the view.

It spread unbroken,
unbent, a panoramic
firmament majestic
‘neath endless blue sky,
before the eye,
before the where we were
and the who we were
became too much to bear.

You shed tears, declaring
it was too magnificent
to ever forget,
---and yet you did.

I swore we would
climb it again, meant
every word said, gave
commitment we’d return.

We’ve talked of the view
as horizons loom bleak and
portentous, hemming us in,
we’ve agreed to return.
It is time that we did.
© I.D. Carswell 2007