On this mountain there is a granite cliff
that stretches for hundreds of yards
along the path that goes around and up
towards your mother’s house.

The path goes along the bottom
then winds around along the top
of this solid rock face,

from below it is a fortress.
You can’t imagine that it could ever fall
although rocks sometimes crumble —
you find them along
the path in front of you or see them
rolled further down the slope below.

From the top of the cliff,
all you can see is space
falling away.