Thursday, June 2, 2011

Journeying Well


Mountain beyond the mountain
All places we must go
.
Mountain beyond the one I'm climbing

preparing me, you know
.
Mountain after mountain

each journey worth the climb

Mountain peak and mountain view

each one special, each one new
...
Horizon after horizon

All calling me to push

venturing beyond what is safe

With limit after limit breached

and all upon my dusty foot...

Sunset after sunset

with color that never pales

Until I reach my resting place

Pressing, I will prevail.

Mountain after mountain peak

and singing all the way

What I see from the valley fair
is calling out to me.

Mountains, limitless mountains

all standing in a row

Like soldiers they remind me of

places I have yet to go.

Glory upon glory

and wonders all round

I stand and gaze on mountain peaks

for this is hallowed ground.

Mountain after mountain peak

and pressing all the way

With story after story to tell

I'm leaving on my way.

Fair mountain you are a friend
to me
I tuck you near my heart

Calling to travelers everywhere

To up and run, to leave...depart!

Shake off the dust of yesteryear

And breath in something new

Fair mountain with one hid behind

is calling out to you...
So pack then, lightly friend
brave travelers alike
And we will feast on mountain airs
upon this, our lofty hike.
Soldier on, yes soldier on
and we will greet the day
Standing where our ancestry stood
stalwart, come what may.
Mountain fair, O mountain friend
to you we rise and sing
All gathered 'round
as children glad,
receive this, our offering.
Mountain looming, mountain next
to you we must away
And stand as the tomorrow shines
Aglow, as our yesterday.
Fair mountain on horizon, lifting
you beckon to me and call...
I will conquer and upon you stand
for you are fairest of them all!
Arise, O slumbering nations!
and enter in to rest...
Banishing strife and your warring cease
to receive our Maker's very best...
For we each, are gentle warriors
on this, our Earthly home;
each precious day a gift on display
to unwrap, to discover and to gently hold.
And treat this one time journey
just like a loving child...
Held so sweetly to your breast
never left soiled, tired...undressed
And with a lightness in your step
run free, run brave, and run wild.

3 comments:

  1. So beautiful, lg. The hike of life so perfectly expressed.

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  2. Thank you dear Talon and Lynn. It was hard to shake off the 'cobwebs' today for some reason!
    :-) :-) :-)
    lg

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