is a supernatural experience
because I have to climb,
work hard,
sweat and struggle
to get there.
Up high,
air is thinner
and breathing harder.
Instinctively, I sit down
to rest and gather my senses.
Up here,
the view is always
panoramic, a God's eye
view of the known world.
Far below,
a brown river
curls around the base
of a steep green mountain,
disappears into hidden valleys
receding along both sides.
Far beyond,
other dim mountains
stand aloof, waiting
to be yet encountered.
The cool air speaks:
Be still and know that I am God.
first published in Nomad’s Choir
also published in BEHIND PRISON WALLS Chapbook
also published in PICTURE HEALING Chapbook
©2010 Bonnie Manion