Mountain Romance

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

Can you fall in love with a mountain? I have...

She was the backdrop to my childhood. She filled the classroom windows and framed my life. I roamed her forests after school and swam in her rushing streams. Beneath her soaring flanks I wandered slowly through my teens.

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She wasn’t a peak but a soaring curtain of towering cliffs. Her great walls enfolded round my life. Her afternoon shadow chilled my bedroom but her flying buttresses lifted my dreams.

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In winter her plunging waterfalls sent water cascading into our world. Canals burst their banks and the school fields flooded. In this mire we chased a sodden rugby ball and sloshed our way into the enemy’s half. We emerged blackened and smiling, our blue and white stripes caked in mud.

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Some days we played under royal skies. Out on the wing I’d struggle to catch a high ball spinning against her towering crags in the distance.

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My childhood gone, they sent me to war far away. On return I enrolled at the University on her slopes. Here I read English and Eastern Religions. In the afternoons I’d sit beneath her trees reading the towering words of Shakespeare, Blake and Eliot. Or meditate beside a rock pool on a mantra given by the Buddha. In the four years studying on her slopes, I regained my sanity.

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All the while her upper reaches summoned me but I was afraid. When I could resist the calls no longer, I began climbing her walls. I was timid at first, skirting the lower rock-faces with friends, learning the ropes. Soon her upper reaches summoned and we began scaling her sheer walls. I edged carefully upwards and discovered within me plunging precipices of fear.

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We anchored onto vertical walls of rock and looked out across Africa. Balanced delicately on her face, we touched and caressed her beauty. She became my lover.

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She’d had many lovers before. Some, not showing enough care and respect, perished in her arms. I feared her moods but climbed carefully and left no scars. In turn she gave me the sky.

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She’s a scorpion enfolding my house on her slopes within her claws. But she has never stung me. I love her today more than ever. I surf the waves that lap her flanks and mediate high in her crags. I’ve tried to live on other shores but in the end always come back. She is the romance of my life.

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Submitted: February 22, 2009

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Classy Peach

She’s a scorpion enfolding my house on her slopes within her claws >> fav line.

Steve, I like your writing. This is trance like or almost chant-like in reading.

The visuals are perfect and we FEEL YOUR LOVE AFFAIR and want the best for this love affair.

Arresting between words/pics/your soul.

Sun, February 22nd, 2009 10:01pm

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Astutely analysed as always by CP - one very sharp & talented girl. Great you've stopped by & good to see you... tx, Steve

Tue, February 24th, 2009 1:50am

air

Steve, this is utterly dazzeling.
I think I have fallen in love with your mountain too ;)

what a spectacular read this is.
this could have been posted as poetry.
awesome, simply awesome...
~katie


Sun, February 22nd, 2009 10:57pm

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Hi Katie, so nice to have you visit. Very kind comments, though I think you're a little too generous; thanks so much... Steve

Tue, February 24th, 2009 1:48am

angellynn

Breathtaking!
Your story with pictures brought it to life. Made me feel like I was hanging from her magestic form. Thanks for the climb!

Angellynn

Mon, February 23rd, 2009 4:32am

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Pleasure Angel - next vac come down here and I'll take you up!...

Tue, February 24th, 2009 1:44am

Gentlespirit

Steve .... what can I say/ How can I add to these deserving comments? This is a stunning piece of writing equalled on by the photographs which almost made me dizzy. I envy you the shoulders of your beloved mountain whereon you may meditate and scale higher still..... physically and spiritually. I envy you those skies and the waves at 'your lover's feet' and the breath taking beauty of it all........including YOU. Fabulous and quite a journey in more ways than one *smiles*

I also see we share Wm Blake as one of our inspirational writers.

Namaste my friend :0)

Tue, February 24th, 2009 8:51am

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Ah, that is just the coolest and sweetest of comments! Thanks Vee - mine is just another life well-lived inbetween the dramas, like all of us. We're the "Tyger tyger burning bright..." aren't we...

Tue, February 24th, 2009 1:36am

Laura Plum

Although a little gushy for me at times, I think you capture, with pictures and words, what everyone above has realised: what a spectacular friend and grand piece of our lives nature can be. You've shown you live and grew up in a special place, it's not just another mountain. And thanks for sharing the photos with your thoughts. They truly are awesome, as are the emotions expressed.

Tue, February 24th, 2009 8:07pm

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Thanks Laura! Appreciate the time you took to write thoughts and comments.

Tue, February 24th, 2009 9:48pm

Gift Of Noni

Steve,

Ahh Yess the Mountains. My wife an I had the pleasure of living in the Sierra Nevadas for a year and there really is nothing like it. It really is amazing how all four seasons can exist simulteneously from the bottom to the top.

As you mentioned there is no better place to practice contemplative studies. Our problems seem so huge until we lay them at the foot of a mountain.

Saddly I found that many people who always lived in the mountains just seemed to become blind to there beauty. Conversely; based on what you have written; your love of the beauty and grandure continues to grow!

Keep on growing!

Tim

Sat, February 28th, 2009 12:29am

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Hi Tim - yes, the mountais are good for us, huh. I agree - people live in paradise and don't see it - it's what you make of it. Thanks for stopping by, Steve

Sat, February 28th, 2009 3:39pm

Alexandra Lynsen

What a creative and interesting work. You expressed the idea beautifully, and your word choices captivate the reader, making one feel what you have felt. Well done!

Sun, February 3rd, 2019 6:45pm

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