As part of my pledge to Okangan Elite Athlete‘s #TakeTheActivePledge, I went on an 11km, with a 1.2km vertical distance hike recently. These are some observations.
The feet spring off the marble shaped pebbles as they traverse the path that wanders between the green, lush trees;
Up a step we go;
The seventy steps to the top step-by-step.
Up the one side of a canyon;
Down a side;
In the valley bottom, the feet crunch a twig underneath.
A being deep inside the brain pushes an arm into a pocket;
The push of an iPod button turns on the silence.
Round the bend of the lushest green trees;
Three voices the ears hear.
How the brain knows before the humans know,
Three voices of family who have become friends.
Without a look back, papa moves to the side;
Takes his granddaughter and points to layers of the land.
Up the other canyon side, I go;
Feet slowly rising against gravity;
Pushing the will to finish hard;
As little birds make a mockery of gravity up above.
The lungs push against the feel of a million horses as the eyes can see the green glove;
That is the valley floor.
Only one’s thoughts as the mouth, so tired from society’s words;
Slowly breaks out in smile.
Put then something that does not happen often;
The eyes, the beautiful pure blue eyes, open in smile.
A bench made of the beautiful cedar trees that complete the green canopy;
Rests one person.
Birds chase each other in purposeless play;
A honey bee escapes to pollinate another flower;
Far below in the canyon floor, what few human eyes will ever see, scurry.
Then the old man appears at the crest of the path;
With his friends that are family and his family that are his friends;
He leads his wife and granddaughter to the other bench;
Where they sit and breathe in the accomplishment of climbing a canyon.
The old man, never without a smile in his eyes, sees another human being;
With no words spoken, these two men do not speak the same language;
The old man teaches his young granddaughter something no school or school teacher ever can;
The old man slowly lifts his tired body and reaches out a clenched fist to a stranger;
With no words, the man releases his muscles to reveal something so basic;
A small piece of food – so essential for human life;
A snack for energy to a stranger;
How when in the wilderness there are no strangers, all must be friends.
The stranger takes the basic human necessity from the old man’s hands;
Without any words or more gestures, they need no words;
The old man returns to his bench;
His wife pierces her husband’s eyes;
She thanks him for his kindness to a stranger who do not speak the same verbal language;
And the old man and old woman teach their young granddaughter a life lesson;
Kindness is a language all humans speak;
Caring is a language all humans speak;
One does not need words to change the world.
The water at the canyon bottom may be glacier cold;
But wherever a human, there are hearts of gold.
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