The Summit

We made it up the hill

Past the stragglers

To the summit and stood

Catching our breath and

Drinking in the beauty

Well worth the struggle over

Rocks roots and stumps

To now be where we landed

Away from the low country where

Phones and laptops pull at us

To witness the latest outrage

Far better to struggle

To climb up than

To try to make sense of the

Ground level gibberish