Up there
On a stone crown
Rubbled with achievement gasps,
Our pilgrim line
The blistered and the mad
Froze for the photos
Thinking we could stop this time,
Our desperate audacity. 
We aimed and earned 
Something for someone
Histories, futures muttered enroute
All left to evaporate
Except for the thought of you I breathed out
And breathed in again, 
a strengthener for the next.