...on mountains
...the sheer joy of expression...of putting thoughts into words...of things past, at the moment, in the future...of contemplation whilst on the move, puffing, in the company of like minds, gazing from the bus window...best of all treading hills and mountains, of sitting in a rice-god pose and staring at the valleys below, extoling at the ranges proudly in line...nothing compares the trail...each twist and turn reveals nature at its best...each tree a mystery...each leaf and blade has a story to tell...the clouds display their own thoughts...the summit uncovers grandeur at its best...what else is there to say of these rolling lands put together by an awesome, supreme being...i stand, sit, walk,trot, crawl and lie in adulation..for this is what is deserved of this sensitive nature...asking only mutual respect and this i accord to nature's heights...
...kinabalu, pulag, andolor, cabuyao, sto tomas...few of the majestics trodden by this simple pilgrim paying homage to creator's altars...and yet other peaks beckon..let it be so then..and it be done so long as these legs can...