mountain pass
looking west there stands
nearly insurmountable rock
not geometric like pyramids
but geologic like the very deities
that once formed them
mysterious like oceans
neither height nor depth matters
to sleeping giants
giving refuge to time travelers
desperate for a fresh start
on the other side the view
unveils unforeseen majesty
turning the world inside out
and mysteriously removing
anything worth dying for
december two thousand fourteen
copyright j matthew waters
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jdubqca 
The mountain passes and the struggle it takes to get that view works so well as an extended metaphor as well.. But it is worth the struggle.
Thanks so much for visiting and sharing your thoughts on this piece, Björn.
Again, rounding up my favourite two phrases in your poem:
giving refuge to time travelers
desperate for a fresh start
I see a story there, J! Great work.
Thanks for visit and comments, Millie. Hope you’re enjoying your trip to Mexico!