Hilltop

Hilltop

far from the city

distant towers of cement

people stacked

with eyehole windows

searching the sky

wanting wings

dreams

hearing the hilltop

beyond their reach

prayers

magnified

taking

a deep breath

into the vastness of hope.

Rebellion

Laying down their guns

rebelling against war

soldiers walking away

back to their homes

families waiting

with open arms

tears sparkling

ringing bells

crowds gathering

singing to the stars.

Last Step

She saw me fall

my last step

with her arms open

to her

my love.