Thursday, December 29, 2022

Quickened heart, quickened breath, wind flows up the cliff side.

A happy valley spread out below. Where is the road from there to here? How came I to this mountain top?

Let not my lone walk vex me, for others will join anon. Joy will pass from me to them and from them to me.

For now, here alone with you, Lord, let us walk the cliff and take in the view.

(Letter #2,760)