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Clear Mountain
20 March 2007, at 2:45 am

There is something unnameable about being at the top of a mountain. Is it the thin, cool air making my breaths light and clean? Is it the view stretching into eternity? The silence? Its age? Or is it the reality of the big-ness, the huge-ness, the distance the goes beyond my sight? Whatever it is, it steals my breath and imprints indelible moments in my mind.

The top of a mountain humbles me because I understand the length of my days. It is then that I clearly see the terrain before me and know how to discern my path.

I've found myself both on the moutaintops of understanding and in the fog of the valleys below. But wherever I am, I know that I am safe. I know I am secure. I've discovered safety in humility and the joy of risking it all with the one I trust...who risks even more than I know.

Over every mountain there is a path, although it may not be seen from the valley. - Theodore Roethke


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