“And Moses built an altar, and called the name of it Adonai-nissi.”-Exodus 17:15
Northern Colorado some twelve miles North of Fort Collins.
It was a natural altar, alluring in the July sun. Red and jagged against the blazing sky. A normal place to celebrate both life and grief. Mortality and immortality. A place to call the lightning, and watch her come.
O’ great lord of Red Mountain, I need a new perspective that is very clear, need your veins of metal and granite to breathe heavy in my ears. I need you to lift me higher, bend my back into the sky, let me feel the heat of summer, release the challenges of July.
I send a storm unto your heaven; your heaven sends the storm to me. Everywhere I feel dry lightning, grabbing inwardly. Whip lashing me. G_D you are the chair of energy creator of twisted me. One that is made of angry illusion, one built on quiet complexity. You have asked me to the mountain, now burn your inward soul in me. Let me not succumb here earthbound, like a wailing, shrieking need. O’ grandeur of this arid edifice that rises up to me. Let not scorpion and rattlesnake reside beneath my feet. For I am one with wind and place that taunts eternity. Do not I pray let me slip beneath this sandy sea.
O prayer that rides the summer skies beneath a sun drenched leak, a boomerang of sounds and syllables a want, a need, a creed. I strode this path to someone’s calling, was it you or a mental disease. To feel the touch of this “Red Mountain” when I cry “Adonai Nissi” When I cry “Adonai Nissi”.
O’ draught that is unquenchable here on your immortal brief, that I would always own this moment, and not its grief. That I would see you counting my compassions one by extra one. Touching my body with your kisses, under this “Red Mountain’s’ July sun, and its third week black moon, on once the night begun. O’ terror may you find me not bedeviled by this form, the one created here on creation the one that is often torn. For it is frame of just reflection, that you stilled in me. That you stilled in me.
O’ great lord of Red Mountain, I need a new perspective that is very clear, need your veins of metal and granite to breathe heavy in my ears. I need you to lift me higher, bend my back into the sky, let me feel the heat of summer, release the challenges of July. – 07.13.20 – דָּנִיֵּאל
Fabulous and lush with spirit.😘
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Thank you very much Raquel. Happy you liked this.
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In many ways I found this to be one of your most personal inward thinking pierces. Write more. 😉
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Red Mountain that magical place you keep telling us about. 😉 Well done as always.
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Thanks much Scott. It’s a special place.
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When on Red Mountain, I close my eyes my young friend, and listen to your words and the wonderful sound of the young lady singing. Bill
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Thank you Bill for your comment. I appreciate your comment very much. Your reading and insight, wisdom I very much appreciate.
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My pleasure Daniel.
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Great prose!
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Thank you very much Stafford. Happy you liked this.
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Always a pleasure Daniel.
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Very special kind of metaphor piece. I identified with the natural elements and their meaning to you. Thank you.
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Thank you Delta. The metaphor and nature, always there dont you think? 😉
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Both retain a reality for us I think. 🙂
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“When on Red Mountain” is your writing in it’s element, or elements as the case may be. Loved this Daniel. ❤ ❤ ❤
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Hi Heather, yes it is elements thank you and your sharp wit for noticing. 😀
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🙂 😉 and your welcome.
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My brother, you have been to the mountain, and let it move you. “O prayer that rides the summer skies beneath a sun drenched leak, a boomerang of sounds and syllables a want, a need, a creed. I strode this path to someone’s calling, was it you or a mental disease. To feel the touch of this “Red Mountain” when I cry “Adonai Nissi” When I cry “Adonai Nissi”.” This is my prayer also. Thank you. Shalom Den
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Thank you dear friend. I cherish your comments. I am thrilled you liked that line. Shabbat Shalom. Daniel
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Shabbat shalom to you and your dear family my brother. Den
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Beautiful!
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Thank you Helen, very happy you liked this.
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🙂 YW
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Dearest Daniel,
One of your best yet. It tugs at my heart and makes me long for the mountains of Colorado. 😉
❤
Ruby
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Hi Ruby, Once again thank you for your loyal readership and wonderful comments. I am sure you would find the mountains uplifting. 🙂
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I ❤ following and reading your amazing writing Daniel. Thank you.
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An amazing write from your spirit. I enjoyed this very much. 🙂
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Thank you Daphne, very happy you enjoyed this piece.
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Love the following line. “O prayer that rides the summer skies beneath a sun drenched leak, a boomerang of sounds and syllables a want, a need, a creed.”
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Thank you Lauren for your comment. I am happy that you found a line that spoke to you in this piece.
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Your mixing of nature with the spirit is always amazing to me. 🙂
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Your words are incredible Daniel. They come to life as a prayer as I read them. Thank you for such a lovely verse.
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Hi Jane, Thank you. What a wonderful compliment you have given me. I appreciate it very much.
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Always welcome!
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This gave me a good jolt when I read it. A mountain as an altar. The soul as an altar. Great words. I liked the song too. I think I will just let the mountains move me from now on. 😉
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Ha ha good for you Ryan. As always thank you for a great uplifting comment.
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My pleasure Daniel, your writing keeps me thinking and on the straight and narrow. 😉
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You give me way too much credit. 😉
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Daniel, I have missed you on WP lately. It was good to see your post. Your words as in depth and thrilling as always. Never shallow. 😉
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Thank you Darrin for reading and your comment. Unfortunately I haven’t had the time lately to be on WP. I have a lot of catching up to do.😉
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YW Daniel. You have been missed. 🙂
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What a powerful energy source “Red Mountain” must be for you my friend. I could feel the vibrations in my own soul as I read your wonderful piece. Thank you Daniel.
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Thank you Wang. Your comment means a lot to me. I hope the vibrations are all positive.
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🙂 It’s a good energy full of positive vibes. 🙂
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Red Mountain is a beautiful summer song (prayer) that leads one to their innermost questions on life. I read each word with a wonder of what it must be like to stand at that edge of the mountain and watch the summer storm. One of your best.
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Hi Lynette, thank you. To stand at the edge of the mountain is to watch your entire life as you think of it become something that else that G_D wants it to be.
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A perfect statement, no wonder I adore your writing so much. 🙂
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Great work Daniel. The line that has me going the most and searching for meaning is: “I send a storm unto your heaven; your heaven sends the storm to me. ” That is a very powerful sentence.
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Thank you Steve, it honors me you found a quote that means something to you. Hope you are staying well my friend.
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Keeping my head above water thanks for asking Daniel. 😉 My best to you and yours.
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This is powerful! 🙂 ❤
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Thank you dear Lisa. Shalom.
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🙂 ❤ Very welcome, shalom Daniel.
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Daniel, this has a real message in it of redemption. I am struck by the imagery of the mountain as an altar and being willing to place yourself upon it. Thank you for a very thought provoking piece.
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Congrats Daniel this is amazing prose.
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Your writing is astounding. I look forward to it, and it never is disappointing. The song by Skylar is one of my favorites too. 🙂
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You left me a little dizzy with the height mate, but it still is a smoking write. 😉
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Ha ha thank you Shaun for giving me a smile this morning. Hope all is going well in your world.
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I enjoyed this piece Daniel. For me it was like an inward prayer toward the end of a great and beautiful journey. Thank you. “A”
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Than k you very much Abigail for your kind comment. I think it was an inward prayer.
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Great piece Daniel!
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Thank you Brian, I hope your having a great weekend and staying well, in Scotland.
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This was beautiful Daniel, so lyrical. I loved the following line. “O’ grandeur of this arid edifice that rises up to me. Let not scorpion and rattlesnake reside beneath my feet. For I am one with wind and place that taunts eternity. Do not I pray let me slip beneath this sandy sea.”
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Thank you Erin. I am humbled by your comment and as always am thrilled when you find a line or two that speaks to you.
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It seems the challenges of July are red, red hot and it is very difficult to climb that red mountain.
I speak of the red Coronavirus, here.
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Hi Resa, Thanks for your comment. I do hope you are making it okay during these tough times. The Red Mountain doesn’t require a mask however just plenty of oxygen to make it to the top. 😉
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Lol! Hope you and yours are well.
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