mountains bluish and greenish in the distance.

                      
                                                                                            Author: Harald Hofer

Image: The Long and Lonely Privilege (here)

“In space in time I sit thousands of feet above the sea” -  May Sarton 

in “Meditation in Sunlight”

The moon had inspired many with its inherent beauty.
No one disputed that with the owl even pining and no 
dearth of poets with their writings. But when man landed 
on the moon it was rocky and dusty.

The same could be said of mountains bluish and greenish 
in the distance. It is rugged and not expected to be overly 
friendly. I can well imagine in space in time I sit thousands 
of feet above the sea looking down the treacherous gullies. 
Mountain climbing is rightly the privilege of the dare-devils.

Climbers on Everest apparently made a solemn pledge that 

upon returning no word to divulge as to their privilege.
Remains of earlier climbers strewn in the snow are not to 
be made known to folks waiting below.

When asked 'climbing the mountain was it a dare?'  'Yes, 

they replied, 'because it is there!'

(144 words)

Merril at d'Verse  Prosery- meditation/