My Journey Back to Me |
Return to Stony Man… My Journey Back to Me The smallest feat can bring such joy upon a battered heart – ‘Tis barely been twelve weeks ago they cut my groin apart and placed a stent into my vein to give me some relief. My feet have been a major pain - a growing source of grief! But things don’t always go as planned as operations go; Three aneurysms - blood clots - pain! My rotten luck – ya know? My convalescence took its time as weeks and months rushed past… Then something in a moment changed - My tide had turned, at last! It started on a holy date - the day of Yom Kippur. A time we ask forgiveness and lament our own grandeur. A day most Jews sit in the shul with prayers they softly speak; But me? I climbed a mountain – high atop its rocky peak… We drove into the Skyline Drive; her foothills painted gold. God’s gifts were seen on every mount - such wonders to behold! Her privileged places – hidden jewels and veiled paths, well-known… It’s been three years since last I tried to climb her grandest stone! ‘Twas on this day – God’s holy day I scaled the Stony Man. I rose above - where angels fly accomplishing my plan to go back to the things I love; revitalized – anew! I stood on high - right next to God; held out my wings - and flew… |