HERE ON THE ROCK


Here on the sheer rock, the wind behind me
And, far beneath, only the earth, alone I am, alone,
Holding in my handsgrip death and life.
The startled bird whips past me, swerves away,
And leaves my solitude more solitary still.
With muscles tensed, relaxed, and tensed again
And all my senses spanned, I move in freedom,
For on the rock I am master of my fate.

Harry Barker
Unknown "MountainMade :)" Playful - 15 years, 3 months, 1 day ago

Reinhold Messner, Solo Nanga Parbat



Without danger of death, climbing is no longer climbing. I'm not seeking death on the climb, exactly the opposite, I'm trying to survive but It's very easy to survive if there's no danger of death. Climbing is the art of surviving in very difficult situations that involve the danger of death. And the best climber is not the one who does a crazy thing once or twice and dies the second time; the best climber is one who does many things on the highest level and survives.
Unknown "MountainMade :)" Playful - 15 years, 3 months, 1 day ago

Sonnet of the Seven Creeds

"Be pure," said Zoroaster, "Pure as fire,"

"Be just," said Jahveh, "Just as him that speaks,"

"Be wise," said Buddha, "Wiser than desire,"

"Be beautiful," said Orpheus to his Greeks.

"Be loving," said the founder of our creed,

"Be true," commanded the Osirian three,

"Be one with me," said Brahma, " and indeed

Thou shalt be one with all, and all with thee."

Lo, as the seven colored rays unite

To form one ray of pure and perfect light,

So in the mystic sunlight of the soul

The seven creeds become the perfect whole:

Pure, just and wise, and beautiful, and kind

True, and united in the Cosmic Mind.

Anonymous


Unknown "MountainMade :)" Playful - 15 years, 3 months, 1 day ago