In this mountain of hope,

in this mountain of wild,

I find myself.

 

In this mountain of joy

and gratitude

and trust,

I find myself.

Again.

 

Through the rivers of grief

and the rapids of confusion,

I find myself

surrounded,

by this solid strength;

founded

on this unshakeable Earth.

 

Through the valleys of doubt

and the loneliness of fear

I find myself - again.

 

Solid. Free.

Stable. Me.

 

In these mountains,

I find myself, I face myself.

I leave myself

to become myself and meet myself.

Again.

 

 

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