He came upon me like a ghost,
a wisp of wind along the trail,
but how he startled me the most
by looking anything but frail.
Ascending, strong and agile,
one part bear, one a weathered fox,
he thundered past with a smile,
a panther pouncing on the rocks.
I was caught looking at my phone,
stopped there, just shy of the summit,
believing I was all alone,
my spirit about to plummet.