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Visit to
Mt. Sinai
Can you imagine ever having stood on top of the world?
I did.
Can you imagine a place where God spoke directly to Moses and the people of Israel?
I was there.
In the middle of the vast Sinai desert
three black granite peaks
rise above the wide sea of sand:
Early morning, still night,
A bald monk dressed in a brown robe
opens
the inner gate with an enormous key
to let us out,
to ascend the
holy mount.
At first, we go up a comfortable trail
and passing by the miraculous place
where Moses hit the rock,
a mighty spring splashes out
for the thirsty waiting crowd.
Later, steep steps chiseled in the hard granite
Lead us to the top;
A tiny chapel
built of black rocks
greets the heavy-breathing climbers.
The cool air refreshes
like a calming spray.
I feel I stand on holy ground.
I can hear God speaking to
the prophet;
when I look down
I see a gathered mass
waiting for the enlightening message.
All the lower mountains,
like giant sheep
surround the mighty ram,
where
I stand.
A frail light glimmers
on the edge of the distant horizon,
a silver
lining flashing
on the lower mountain chain.
A shining strip marks
the rising sun --
Now more brightness
lightens the vastness;
A new day begins
as a million years before.
Staring breathlessly,
overwhelmed
with nature's splendor,
I settle down behind a hidden rock
to go into myself --
an unforgettable relaxation,
a peaceful bliss captures me
as I try to grasp the
enormity
of this eternal instant.
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Prairie
Light
What did we talk?
driving through the night
fog on the
windshield
not taking the right turn
into highway six
Now the air is clear
driving straight south
no more fog
only
my own transcendence
carries us safely home
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