The mountain

The mountain shone

Stark white on brilliant blue

Soaring into the sky, a beacon on the horizon

Guiding me ever

Further north

I gazed in wonder

And for a moment

A beautiful moment knew

Where I was headed

And perchance

For a moment

If only for a moment

Felt settled within myself

At peace

And then the clouds came in

Almost without warning

The sky was grey

Violent

And the mountain was gone

And I was left in the encroaching mist

To try to work my way forward again

Sometimes that is how life feels

O God

I think I know where I am going, then my clarity is gone

I think I know who I am, but that slips away

I find myself tangled and confused

Questioning

Doing and being what I don’t want to be

Tangled up

Thank you God for the moments of clarity

When once again I can grab hold of

Your direction

Your vision

For this wayward child

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And I was wondering if you had been to the mountain

To look at the valley below?

Did you see all the roads tangled down in the valley?

Did you know which way to go?

Oh the mountain stream runs pure and clear

And I wish to my soul I could always be here

But there's a reason for living way down in the valley

That only the mountain knows

                                             Noel Paul Stookey