You had your feet on four different foot holds this morning navigating your way across jagged terrain. You were exercising your upper and lower body strength giving your translucent wings a rest. From the other side of the mountain I saw your efforts. They were playing out across my grey eyes like a silent film. No words to express your journey only a mindfulness of your duty. I am unable to trek with you so I document your climb with vigor. Seven hours without food or water along this barren desert of screen wire and no companion except for myself. Suddenly, effortlessly you are gone without a forwarding address.