Salvation! At 14,000 feet.
Grace floods in colors
filling the thin, rich air.
God visited the earth, and
it overflowed.
Creation! Look, there’s a
river like an artery.
It fills the ice blue
alpine lake
Where Elk take the
Eucharist, and are regenerated.
Breathe your breath, on
trees like brush strokes.
Reveal your face in
billow clouds and contrails.
And in the distance there
is El Diente, orange
And copper, like a sunset
basilica.
I’ll keep climbing
mountains!
Sweat is a blessing, slow
scree-field steps
Attesting to glory, this
pinnacle,
This sentinel of the
ether.
Stand watch to
thunderstorms that
Saturate the green valley,
leaving rainbows
And promise, a Colorado
covenant.
And below is the San Juan,
Crystal rapids cover
purple stones,
Boulders jut forth and
make eddies
A place to pause, a
Sanctuary, where
I submerge, a mountain
baptism,
Unsullied, mountain clean.
And night! There’s Hesperus
Alpha and Omega navigating
the firmament
Charting its eastward
course
Against stars like words
in the good book
Writ glowing on the black
and purple.
Campfire theology:
There’s Genesis, Proverbs,
The Gospels.
There’s fire-eyed
Revelations
And the new heaven and
earth of dreams
Asleep under Venus’s
flight.
Awake to coyotes, speaking
in tongues.
Songs of haunting praises,
urging the creeping
Pinks of morning from the
east.
Awake to new blue
revealing outlines of
Quaking aspens, shaking
off the chill
Frozen breath and cowboy
coffee
Warm whispers, and words
Written on my heart.
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