Hills
I like that hills are taught by autumn how
To mean and learn from leaves what orange warns.
Hills take their definition from fall’s now
And from its sharpened hoariness of horns.
I like how hills are taught by castles, walls
And forts what shorter lengths of time must bring
To knowledge and to wisdom. Waterfalls
Teach hills. They learn together how to sing.
I like how hills take lessons from the lines
Of poetry that they inspire. Hills cite
These verses when the slopes learn poets’ signs
By heart precipitously taking flight.
I love how hills desire to take the thought
Of accidents and never dwell on ought.