crag

“Benedicto:
May your trails be crooked, winding, lonesome, dangerous, leading to the most amazing view. May your mountains rise into and above the clouds. May your rivers flow without end, meandering through pastoral valleys tinkling with bells, past temples and castles and poets towers into a dark primeval forest where tigers belch and monkeys howl, through miasmal and mysterious swamps and down into a desert of red rock, blue mesas, domes and pinnacles and grottos of endless stone, and down again into a deep vast ancient unknown chasm where bars of sunlight blaze on profiled cliffs, where deer walk across the white sand beaches, where storms come and go as lightning clangs upon the high crags, where something strange and more beautiful and more full of wonder than your deepest dreams waits for you — beyond that next turning of the canyon walls.”

Edward Abbey

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(Little River Canyon State Park, Alabama / Julie Cook / 2016)

You have sustained me in the shelter of Your hiding place…
that place set off from all that is…
That secret place where You alone in silence wait….
Waiting for my return…

But the Lord has become my fortress,
and my God the rock in whom I take refuge.

Psalm 94:22

4 comments on “crag

  1. Ooooh, this gave me goosebumps! What an intriguing and engaging post my friend. 🙂 ❤

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