Red Hill Summit: Lake Winnipesaukee in the distance
Morning broke with sunrise Alleluias at The Rock
Acoustic accompaniments to the voices of
altos, sopranos and those out of tune
Weary pilgrims shivering in the cold Easter dawn
Reflecting and reciting in the woods’ spring hush
Midday brings a bolder journey still
The steep brilliant hike up a slush covered hill
Mother and sons make the 2000 foot ascent
Breathing deep
Each step more steep
The oldest using his powerful speed
The feast at the summit consumed in near silence
The youngest reminding us as we view the tranquil vastness
of why we do this:
We can’t let life pass us
The gang of three leave this sacred place
Hearts full, feet moving at a dancer’s graceful pace
Day 5. A little late after a great day with my sons.
Building A Life Of Hope 