Mountain Medicine

I went to the mountain with the medicine, the stars were vacant, the wind was fierce and the clouds were thorough. The night was darker than a black hole in Sagittarius. 

I sat upon the rock that had been there for billions of years and tried to see into tomorrow and to understand yesterday. Nothing cared. There were no answers that came from the mists and nothing touched my heart. 

I felt the pull;to fight the wind and to ride her all of my days. This I knew. This power greater than me that causes things to occur that despite the expansive inner world, I am inconsequential, just a pin drop in a trillion stars. 

I went up to the mountain with the medicine and I left without answers. The mountain did not care of trials and tribulations because the sunrise is unstoppable.