Mountain Meditations
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Walking the high open ridges,
stopping on a ledge,
looking down,
it’s the heft of the land,
that attracts...
how it swells and dips,
how it blends colors and textures
how it forms itself into abstract patterns:
forests, fields and rock slabs
collecting their own groupings.
But who would not sweep the vistas,
noting the clouds exchanging colors with the land,
and the silhouettes asking to be named?
Who would not ask,
“How have you become what you are?
What formed you, what shaped you,
what is shaping you now?”
And it follows,
from large to small,
mountains to self,
“What formed you, what shaped you,
what is shaping you now?”
