Mapping the Terrain from the Inside Out - by Karalee Larsson

The landscape quilt remains as the only tangible reminder
of the places where we once explored.
Traversing the newly discovered terrain we climbed
hilltops bathed in light from the unnamed planet’s moons
and forged cool sandy streams. We found our way to the trees
with silvery branches with hanging stars and
to the huge flower petals that we used for our beds.

When we found the caves hidden beneath the rocky edge of the mountain,
we lowered ourselves down, hands sweaty and hearts pounding,
searching under every wet ledge and into each dark corner
hunting for secrets both ominous and luminous.
Probing the secrets of our souls, we revealed ourselves, from the inside out.
True. The quilt is the only physical memento of our journey, however
nothing but death can erase those memories guarded inside our hearts.