as seen from below

a follow up to As Seen From Above

As Seen from Below

From the crest of an unnamed mountain,
An aiguille of familiar angst
Slinks skyward;
Scoured granite fingertips
Clinging to the cirrostratus,
Craggy cliffs crumbling the space between celestial and corporeal-
Coaxing celestial currents to cleave
Identical lacerations to those in the limestone next in line to crumble;
To send sundering shards of silicon from their seat at the soul of the stratosphere-
Fatefully floorward
To face the frostbitten foot of its silty spire
Preserving the supernal desire to sojourn in the cycle of condensation and precipitation,
Proclaiming its purported pleasure
In contemplating the circuitous course of a cirrus cluster
While concealing its caches of concupiscence
To be liberated of its earthen bindings
And ebb to the edges of the exosphere
With each pebble purged,
Plunged passively to its sandy sepulcher,
The mountain strode ever closer to filling the rift
Between its stoic, subastral source
And the noctilucent nebulous
Tempting one more stone to sacrifice its sovereignty
So that the sierra may someday know only the meanderings of migratory clouds