Climbing Großvenediger
At the summit of Großvenediger, after what felt like being on the doorstep of death on a few occassions. I have never been so scared in my life as I was on that glacier.
Yeti's on trail. It was just snow, snow, snow, ice, ice and more snow.
The barenness still astounds me. There was nothing but a field of white.
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A Prayer in the Prospect of Death
O THOU unknown, Almighty Cause
Of all my hope and fear!
In whose dread presence, ere an hour,
Perhaps I must appear!
If I have wander’d in those paths
Of life I ought to shun,
As something, loudly, in my breast,
Remonstrates I have done;
Thou know’st that Thou hast formed me
With passions wild and strong;
And list’ning to their witching voice
Has often led me wrong.
Where human weakness has come short,
Or frailty stept aside,
Do Thou, All-Good-for such Thou art—
In shades of darkness hide.
Where with intention I have err’d,
No other plea I have,
But, Thou art good; and Goodness still
Delighteth to forgive.
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