Ode to the Fallen Mountaineer George Leigh Mallory
O how you fell from the icy cliff of 8,848m- Mount Everest! On June 8th, 1924 You vanished into the mists of surrounding summit. When people asked why you wanted to risk all to climb the highest mountain, You said, ¡°Because it is there.¡±
When we live in this mundane world on flat land, We just live on until we realize that there is the highest spiritual Mt. Everest. Once we know, ¡°It is there!¡±, we must climb up the mountain like you did.
How difficult it is to climb the mountain step by step in every day¡¯s life! Once we slip, it is a headlong downfall. Remembering Sisyphus who fell down from a cliff in Greek myth. Should we give up or challenge again?
There is a way to reach the summit. Ancient saints and prophets reached the top and looked over the whole panoramic view of life.
Going up to the summit is a daily struggle. Each day/night, climbing up the slippery rock, The unknown vertical passage to the summit is our worthy struggle to meet God face to face.
W.B. Yeats said, ¡°I have spread my dreams under your feet. Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.¡± I am looking up the summit from the pit of this world where my dreams have been treaded down. Even I cannot see the summit because of the mists.
O my mental journey, Sisyphus¡¯ dilemma. After a 40 years journey, I am still at the foot of the sacred mountain without seeing the burning bush To see the burning bush, I must have a sacred journey like Moses. Leaving behind everything to meet God face to face.
There are so many dragging forces and shouts to come back. I must close my physical eyes and ears to keep climbing the sacred Mount Everest Until I reach the summit.
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