I have been reading with the deepest regret
and pain about climbers dying on Everest!
Everyday my timeline shows me this dreaded news of someone dying,
being left to die or lost while attempting to summit.😥😥😥
Why can't we let our mountains be for a while?
Alone.
With their lofty spires and windswept faces.
Alone.
With their chilling ice, raging storms and dark crevasses.
Alone.
With their pristine beauty and stunning vistas.
Let them breathe. Again. I pray...
Free from the weight of our footsteps.
Free from the shame of our garbage.
Free from our puny ambition.
Free from our blind race to achieve hollow glory.
And then maybe one day, when we fall at their feet
with folded hands and bowed heads, the Mountain Gods may think it fit to grant us permission to set foot on their plains again!!