The Hermit

by Justine C. Tajonera

I met a hermit at the peak
of a mountain
who had given up
the world
and all its concerns.
He was past the need
for survival
and the accumulation
of coin.
He was past the need
for leaving
legacies
for his children.
He spoke with the mountain
and the mountain
spoke with him.
He told me that
he gave up
so much
to know the
simplicity
of freedom.

I am the hermit.
You are
the hermit.
Perhaps,
not in
this life.

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