A MAN TO MEET MY MOUNTAIN

A Man to Meet My Mountain

Among the valley of many

Here I stand

 In the midnight muddy moss

Here I crawl

Through the dense uphill climb

Here I am

Among me there are beasts bold, brazen ready to take my life lest I fall

They creep they lurk hungry in the shadows

I pause in place unsure

There is a rushing wind

I trust and I know I’m not alone

Past the spiral turns, beyond the steep cliffs I find my courage

Through scorched skin and dusty air there is an upward tug

I feel secure, safe for travel

Prepared for the clouds ahead

I move forward to meet him

Sure enough he is there

Along the beaten path his arm reaches for mine

When darkness falls he pulls me up

He leads me with loving footsteps

Skin smoothed by his touch, his gentleness his devotion

With aching limbs I follow him up the mountain

With flowing wisdom from above he carries me

The mountain is sharp and rugged

We stumble, we crawl, we scratch, we fall

But never separate

Higher and Higher we ascend

Into the light of lights

Down in the dark valley old friends call

They beckon, they reach, 

Accusations fly, stones soar…

Our mountain stands unscathed

We are still climbing

 Bruised, battered bodies

But renewed, restored spirits arise

There is a longing to reach the top

There is a pinnacle of peace for the two of us,

So together we climb,

This man and I.

Alone, the peak is promised

United a universe beckons

 Taken from Parable of the God-Chosen Husband.