First Published in Countercurrents
Stretching far beyond the distant horizons is a mountain where trod the gods on their way to heaven, where mankind prayed for redemption, for a broader vision, for union with universal, infinite energies. The peaks tower snow white — stretch out an awning. Long ago, these were not there. The ranges birthed as two ancient land masses embraced. Their child, these hills, these peaks, the grand Himalayas, the Everest — a love-child, an accident of nature? And yet, they have stood longer than you or me, much longer in history. They stretch towards the clouds, aged50 million… and still growing: man of less than 200,000 years draws lines, boundaries on these hills. Borders of development, economics, politics, intolerance — what do these mountains think?...
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