Who will visit?
I walked alone up along the high path, narrow and exposed. A stony way, with winds and crags.
I came upon a wide landing, protected, where I met face to face a deer.
Our shock at seeing one another: why was each there? Were they lost?
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Am I lost? Where does this path lead, Lord?
If I find a spot, and rest, who will visit and surprise me?
– from the mountain
Consider:
Can I be open to who and what may arise?
Reading:
“I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life.” — Henry David Thoreau
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“The clearest way into the Universe is through a forest wilderness.” — John Muir
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“As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after thee, O God.” — Psalm 42:1 (KJV)
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