Up Owls Head pinnacle
July 26, 1984
There is, of course more than one trail up our many-sided little mountain.
I have heard
warmly discussed the
merits/toils/rewards
of the daring piton-aided climb
over the sliding rocky face
with vistas gained at
each breathing place
against the slow forest path
with mosquitoes whispering
all around rare wildflowers and
the cool wading in
down-rushing streams.
Both will come at last
to the same summit.
Companioning there
the climbers speak
only of the one beauty
spread before them.