Mountains

Climb, friends, climb!

These mountains will rise from the seas, the plains, the valleys of your hearts and minds to thin your breath and challenge your drive to love, to live -- climb!

Stretch your arms to the warm sun as you stretch after lovemaking with the apple of your heart, stretch your arms, feel the heat in your skin, your body the vessel that carried you from Hello to I Love You, the vessel that can run right at, up, and over these monoliths of despair, fear, and unforgiveness. Challenges that dare to remove your desires, shuck them as if they are moths on your shoulders, run past the treeline, climb, climb!

Note the horizon of your life -- what began as an endless plain with nothing but opportunity in every diamond had bumped up and become riddled with these mountains; but the endless plain is there, my friends, your feet were made for walking across great expanses of time to collect these diamonds, these experiences of LOVE, JOY, TREASURE, JOY, JOY!

Strap on your walking shoes -- we've all got mountains to climb. And we've all got hands to hold. And we've all got the mouths of lovers to kiss, and the laughter of friends to salve us like oxygen when the air gets too thin, when the journey tries to roll us like a rockslide.

We've all got each other, and there is no mountain that can not be crossed, overflown, blown apart, or climbed, climb little feet and happy people, climb, friends, climb!

And meet me
over the mountain.

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