Posted by: jakinnan | December 17, 2011

Servant In a Holy Wilderness

Through a meadow opening in the pine woods I see snowy peaks about the head-waters of the Merced above Yosemite. How near they seem and how clear their outlines on the blue air, or rather in the blue air ; for they seem to be saturated with it. How consuming strong the invitation they extend! Shall I be allowed to go to them ? Night and day I ’11 pray that I may, but it seems too good to be true. Some one worthy will go, able for the Godful work, yet as far as I can I must drift about these love-monument mountains, glad to be a servant of servants in so holy a wilderness. – – “My First Summer in the Sierra”, John Muir (1911), P21

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