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I look up to the mountains where does my help come from? sliding rocks, slithering snakes Life's patches, wailing winds thorns in my flesh cliffs taunt my feet Serpent hisses all the while all I see is steep punishment all I feel is lactic burn the air thin I have no fleshly kin "carry me Eagle, fly me high!" I yearned but Eagle responds echoeingly "your footprints carried you all the way, but through the Way you will have learned" I look up to the sky His words  lifted me I look up to the sky where does my help come from? Eagle, how high now am thee? gone is the Serpent Eagle's cross shaped shadow sweeps over me bright light above me "well  done  my  faithful  servant" said the Source where help cometh from I soar on wings like Eagle, lactic burn leaves my soul I run and don't grow weary I saw where help came from.
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Sep 10, 2016
Sep 10, 2016 at 3:57 PM UTC
My hope in the Mountain
I look up to the mountains where does my help come from? sliding rocks, slithering snakes Life's patches, wailing winds thorns in my flesh cliffs taunt my feet Serpent hisses all the while all I see is steep punishment all I feel is lactic burn the air thin I have no fleshly kin "carry me Eagle, fly me high!" I yearned but Eagle responds echoeingly "your footprints carried you all the way, but through the Way you will have learned" I look up to the sky His words  lifted me I look up to the sky where does my help come from? Eagle, how high now am thee? gone is the Serpent Eagle's cross shaped shadow sweeps over me bright light above me "well  done  my  faithful  servant" said the Source where help cometh from I soar on wings like Eagle, lactic burn leaves my soul I run and don't grow weary I saw where help came from.
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Sep 10, 2016
Sep 10, 2016 at 3:57 PM UTC
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