(Blue Ridge Mtns. NC 2007 - sis on top of the world!) A poem written by a UNCG student. And I'm majorly diggin it!
Fires in the Valley
I am waiting for the days
when night will fall & lead me down
beaten moonlit paths,
cutting through jungle vines & palm
fronds bigger than hippo snouts,
when the heat will drag my body,
a heavy mass of melted clay,
up & down the twisted mountainsides
& the fires in the valley
will send shivers through my heart
because a spirit is unable to remain quite calm
on feverish Indian nights like these
& a body cannot sit still
when it is finally in the place it yearns to be.