Ode to this beauty.
My heart sings to be here.In this fabulous Holy land of the saints and God.
I am at a loss for words ,to sing the praise that becomes you,it's like showing light to the sun.
Anything that I say or want to say has been said before,but that does not say I will not say what my heart cannot stop saying.
You do not need any great enlightened personality to feel the Vibration of this great mighty mountain ,it's Holy ,you feel your strength comes from it.
It's like walking on Holy grounds here.
Each step that I take I feel blessed,the air -I breathe,the wind that. Touches my skin makes my heart sing with joy and a whispering hope.my heart runneth over,from the very depth of my being I
bow to thee.The queen Majesty ,my Mother Land.O!Mother I am blessed Iam on your soil. My shepherd calling me from the Hills.O! Mighty Mountains accept my heart felt love ,my heart is happy in your Presence .My love to you o mighty one.
Thank you.
My heart sings to be here.In this fabulous Holy land of the saints and God.
I am at a loss for words ,to sing the praise that becomes you,it's like showing light to the sun.
Anything that I say or want to say has been said before,but that does not say I will not say what my heart cannot stop saying.
You do not need any great enlightened personality to feel the Vibration of this great mighty mountain ,it's Holy ,you feel your strength comes from it.
It's like walking on Holy grounds here.
Each step that I take I feel blessed,the air -I breathe,the wind that. Touches my skin makes my heart sing with joy and a whispering hope.my heart runneth over,from the very depth of my being I
bow to thee.The queen Majesty ,my Mother Land.O!Mother I am blessed Iam on your soil. My shepherd calling me from the Hills.O! Mighty Mountains accept my heart felt love ,my heart is happy in your Presence .My love to you o mighty one.
Thank you.
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