'In the Running up a Mountain'

by Jason Loutitt

I thank you for your support and hope that you find just one thing from these poems to make your journey more inspired.

Without people like you who share their spirit...I would not have been able to heal, grow and become someone that believes in trying to do something different. If you are one of the hundreds who have helped me on my journey, these poems are dedicated to you. I thank you with all of my heart.

The coils of hopes

are those that bind

the messages heard and the

energies sorrowed. The pages of worry

become a book of excitement felt before

the words could ever be read.

An amazing thing happens

when one hears what

one does for the coils let go

the pages flow freely

and life reveals an incredible

journey in which

every part was needed

For when roads dissolve

to reveal a destiny

work must begin again

to listen

Once thought I knew

and studied great thoughts

Like an orange peel

that contained

all that was within it

Once laughed when I tried

to show what it was that I thought I knew

only to get squirted in the eye

Broken Billows

of clouds of covering

Never more Will I

let remain

Believing Beneath

the shrouds of nothing

Finally allowing time

to unfold

In a dream the world woke

to see the fields taken over

from above the trees and falling back

came a story told by a leaf

and a crowd held by the moon...

'My Son Even Though

from our tree you have fallen

There Is Adventure In Your Path

for No wind is wrong if you remember

You Always Belong.'

And into a Mark

flew the smallest

creature

And into the Wind

ran the wildest

river

And into the Spirit

soared the quitest

ROAR

When it was

guidance thought

there was

A squirrel that flicks

what it wants from the treetops

can't be too sure where they will land

But in that flicking

of many more than it can carry

the world is provided with a plan

For when we try to hold onto the little

and forego risk for certainty at hand

We can remind ourselves of the squirrel

Before we get hit by the acorn

Don't be too hard on yourself

Words that heal the wounds within

Forgive, Accept, Move On

Feelings fought in blindness

Yesterday and Tommorrow

Memories creating today's cry

Extraordinary realization of aliveness

Thank You, Thank You, Thank You

They gathered around

to say farewell

and I wanted to shout

I was sorry

For in not doing

all that could be done

was reflected

in their eyes

as they said

its too late but wait

Do you see

what I am seeing

This one can't be done

Not just yet

We see a deeper

understanding

I woke confused

There are sounds I hear as I move through time

the music of your love forever plays in my mind

Sinking back in silence hearing my own noise

I listened to nothing but your beautiful voice

Now that that time has passed me by

remember that you've reached

a place where no one else ever can

a place in which lies my dreams

How do they do the things uncommon

and make them look so easy

Why does a sensation occupy the mind

and command its attention so

When is balance found in the heart of one

and in finding it do they fall

Where will the wind of belief blow

and always is that true

Can the thing that sounds

Forever shine more than

The thing ignored

or is the shining greater

Because the mind is not travelling

with the sound?

From revolving yesterdays

came a growing weed

that could turn into a flower

For mistakes granted

like wishes from a well

that could become what

Was not expected.

Battling so against a screen

the fly knows the air inside

And although the taste

of the wall holding it back

is ignored, its fight is still

just as valid as those held in

by tonnes in walls and distance

Wait there can't be

so much meaning

Behind definitions of understanding

Location is a word foggy and grey

that holds a key to your dismay

For whats within is still within

Even if we decide to look

at it that way.

One more step

and I will die

Its been good, thank you

I'm done.

Funny that it

was left in the print

of millions of reasons why

One more step I will take

I can assure I'll die trying

Thank you for coming, hope your not done

Willowed wandering

Wispering denied

The wind wants to wonder

Yearning

Yearning

Yearning

I've heard your voice

In my desire to listen

I've felt your intention

In healing my soul

You've done more than you think

In starting what needed

To be started.

Forgive my prints

on this planet

I cry for them

to be substantial

Without changing

the delicate nature

of what needs

to be taken care of.

If you were to think

back on about your day

would you change your

expectation...

If you were to wonder

from a place in the sky

and remember what

you could of sacrificed...

...Would it make a difference?

May all time listen

to the calls

within our souls

May this time believe

in the feeling

from our bones

May your time remember

how important it is

that we distinguish

May a time do

what in our hearts

does matter

For all time is

still does not compare

to the listening of the call

and the embracing

of our feeling

that is there

I thank you for your influence

on sharing this with me

I am a better person

because of your memory

I hope that life is unfolding

to reveal your on your path

To everything that matters, To everything that lasts

It is not that I need

the moment to be defined in happiness

It is not that I need

to forget all that needs attention

Its that when we forget to look

at the momentum that we're building

often we arrive at places deserving no visit

If it then becomes about ensuring our survival

a decision must be made in growth

towards a direction on interest

that involves not wanting to be

Where one is not and then

We will arrive

A jagged edge defined

The mountains call my name

Reflecting humbling energies

Against the cast sky

and they do so through the trees

that are absorbed through respect

Where the sky and edge meet

Sometimes trees emerge as if to say

Please respect that I

refuse being missed

At the end of our journey

they are told to throw all away

to hold on to nothing

and in that way it will stay

Well what I ask of you

Is to smile at your mistakes

for they need company

after all they are just as much

a part of you as they are

a part of our smiles

Cause, Worry and Concern

Doubt, Ego and Coping

Reactions or Retreats?

if you don't take part

in the fight your spirit fights

earn your own trust you must

to only then pay a price

for living in reactions or retreats

And when someplace inside yourself

starts to question what its about

Acceptance will prevail

but the 'battle' you should shout

One must fall within themselves.