Seven men and a mountain
a Spiritual retreat
each on their own
a miraculous feat
driving all night
in a rickety van
waking up early
in a glorious land
towering above them
wind blown bare peaks
eating breakfast
at nine thousand feet
accommodations wonderful
a really great haus
settled in as strangers
after a brief roustabout
morning came early
we gathered our gear
running late for our date
let's get out of here
fifty miles thru the mountains
we rattled and shaked
arriving at the trail head
as the sun began to wake
with feet on the trail head
and gear on our backs
we started the challenge
there's no looking back
in the tall pines trees
we moved as a group
sticking together
a Spiritual soup
clearing the tree line
mountain taking its toll
a long rocky ridge
with a foreboding big knoll
that must be the summit
so what's the big deal
you said this adventure
would challenge our will
marching up the switch backs
to gain the rocky ridge
the foreboding big knob
got bigger than big
up and to the right
we assaulted that beast
each climbing fearlessly
nearing complete
we climbed and climbed
to the withering heights
the group stringing out
as each man began to fight
the mountain is winning
false summits more despair
it's looking more like
not all will get there
each man in a battle
a Spiritual test
to call on his Maker
O' what a mess
a whole lot of praying
obedience, dependence and trust
we filed to the summit
sat down and had lunch
we laughed we cried
filled the summit with cheer
quick take some pictures
we must get out of here
heading back down
the going is rough
each man in a battle
dependent on trust
all the way up
never thinking of down
the war half over
we must get back down
twilight coming on us
struggles abound
retreating down the mountain
to a whistling sound
the sound of a whistle
there's trouble, there's fear
if you pass out
you'll die up here
with help to stand upright
one inch at a time
the tree line grew closer
over a long long time
we regained our transport
much like at the top
one at a time
we fell in flop
back at the cabin
bruised beaten and sore
we fell in our beds
a big collective snore
morning did bring
solitude with the Man
as each gave Him thanks
while trying to understand
coming together
to share what He'd done
our noses all red
from the bright beating sun
God showed up on the mountain
to that there's no doubt
still feeling the effect
as I'm writing this out
the rest is just riding
shaking and rattling about
thoughts still lingering
and coming out of our mouths
The God of the Universe
showed us His stuff
with a mountain called Elbert
he ground us to dust.
In an act of great mercy
he sheltered us fine
putting together the piece
understanding in time
Seven men and a mountain
a Spiritual retreat
each on their own
a miraculous feat.
Richard. 2010
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