The first light of morning peers over
the mountain’s highest peak and
slides through deep cut canyons.
Its soft glow becomes an exclamation
point of substance and strength.
The mountain’s family, wild creatures,
big horn sheep and white
tailed deer, are warmed
by the gift of morning. Pines
and spruce, every living thing
welcomes the day. Light embraces
great granite boulders and sheer,
rugged faces of walls exposed
over centuries by wind’s
artistic breath. The mountain
and all its children smile at the
blessing given and received.
Watching this act of indiscriminate
embracing, I feel warmth on my face
and in my spirit. No word can describe
the joy of inclusion in this breath-giving moment.
The valley shines and sparkles in the
rushing flood of Light.
It falls on everyone.
Everyone
Everyone.
Shining Spirit 
The light is for us ALL