On mountains high the Master waits in white;
none dare to tread before Him without sight.
Behind snow's frozen veil all mortals wait
upon an entrance code carved on heart's slate.
With perseverance cautious feet ascend;
the soul a fawn so agile on each bend.
The apex holds the victory for those
who carry on to climb towards strife's close.
On mountains high the Master waits in white;
none dare to stare into His core of bright.
Gathered on crescents and crowned by His cross
anointed souls who gained by sorrow's loss.
Author notes
Photo: Myra 2007 -- Stepping-stones, Oribi Gorge, Kwazulu Natal, South Africa
In a list
A contest entry
- Twelve lines on or from this Mountain, by Lyndon.
1000 points, ended November 26, 2007, 15 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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QUITE A CLIMB BUT SO WORTH IT, LOVED THIS JOURNEY YOUR POEM CREATES, AGAIN BEAUTIFUL COMES TO MIND. GOD BLESS
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This poem reminds me how the path is narrow and steep, but still attainable. And the One who shed His own blood for us paid the greatest price of all.
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Congrats. on the Silver
Myra, now I know you are so successful.
Ron.
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A spiritual take on the Mt.
Poet, you have written a spiritual poem of Salvation upon metaphysical mountains. Your Master waits when life's mountain is climbed by the faithful soul. This is clearly allegorical. Well done.
I do wish you the very best.
Lyndon.
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Yummy!
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Yes ...
food for the soul ...
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A strongly spiritual poem and a great interpretation of the contest's theme.
In admiration,
Bill
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Thank you Bill ...
for reading and commenting. I appreciate your kind words.
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A strong poem that speaks of your belief although I wonder at people being afraid to stare at his core.I would see it more as a welcoming presence that glows to show the way.Of course that is but my opinion and I would not take away from your thoughts.It is a well thought out poem that leaves the reader thinking.Thankyou for sharing, Ros
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Thank you for your thoughts ...
and the specific line you are referring to is based upon the verse in the Bible that says that he who sees God's face will certainly die. Many people fear because of this line ... but in essence, those who truly SEE God, die into Him, for they then realize we carry God INSIDE us. Of course we should strive to become more and more like Him in everything we do. We then are dead for sin. Hope that explain the reference. -
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Would this comment then be your interpetaion? And what if in fact the reverse were true...as in...you will die if you see God's face? I find it interesting how people change things to better suit them.
Not wanting to start a rant here, I did enjoy your poem! I'm very partial to poems that rhyme and your did so wonderfully! -
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Beloved One ...
"dying" is the beginning of true living We are just preparatory in our mortality ... and even then we fail. How wondrous to know God's mercy. Whether I live or whether I die, is of no importance, for when I die, I am Home. Words written in the Bible may have different interpretations, but the Joyous Message of Love ALWAYS stays the same, and that is that Jesus the Christ died for my sins and that He is my personal Savior, whom I love with all of me with love God Himself instilled in me (the "me" being every soul accepting Him).
Please know that the poet gave his words to the reader and then the poem is completed by the latter. You may bring to this poem any interpretation you want to. Our realities differ and also our word associations. But I have this deep set feeling that we agree on the Blueprint He Himself engraved upon our hearts.
And: your comment is no rant -- it is an intelligent statement. Thank you for your time.
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What a nice rhyming and spiritual poem, and so nice background perfect fits with it. It is so many strength within your lines mixed with humble acceptance of faith. Repetition of line make it even stronger.
~Sonja~
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