I will usually climb at every chance I get, including family vacations. I wrote this Tanka while I was in Puerto Rico climbing limestone in the rain forest. There were these towering rock faces, some of which would just chip off in your hand. They were never meant to be climbed, but they begged to be.
Rock Climbing Tanka
Laying hands on the
scales of the oldest Dragon.
I offer myself;
my body is of the Air,
my mind becomes of the Earth.
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