


Our world is stone
Shaped by water and wind and time
It sweats when it’s hot
And sticks when it’s cold
It’s the place where we gather
And tape our fingers
And huddle together to wait out storms
Where we’ve learned to try hard
And learned to fail
And sometimes succeed
Learned when to hold on
And when to let go
We’ve made families here
Shared beta
Returned each season, year after year
Finding our wildness in wild places
Spoken its language
Studied its cracks and fissures
Its imperfections and its characters
The moves that make up each route
The climbs that make up a life
The voices that make up a community
The ones that call us back
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