Rocky Mountain High

“He was born in the summer of his 27th yearComin’ home to a place he’d never been beforeHe left yesterday behind him, you might say he was born againYou might say he found a key for every door When he first came to the mountains his life was far awayOn the road and hangin’ by … Continue reading Rocky Mountain High

He is Rich Forever

“The air is distinctly fragrant with balsam and resin and mint,  every breath of it a gift we may well thank God for. Who could ever guess that so rough a wilderness should yet be so fine, so full of good things. One seems to be in a majestic domed pavilion in which a grand … Continue reading He is Rich Forever

A Passive Mystery

“The creeks … are an active mystery, fresh every minute. Theirs is the mystery of continuous creation and all that providence imp lies: the uncertainty of vision, the horror of the fixed, the dissolution of the present, the intricacy of beauty, the pressure of fecundity, the elusiveness of the free, and the flawed nature of perfection. … Continue reading A Passive Mystery