The picture documents my 400 - meter zip ride from the highest point at Camp Sabros , Kapatagan, Davao del Sur last year. It was great! And I have to share 2 poems from my book "The Enlightened Heart" to describe the "freedom" I felt when I was up there. Not feeling lonely. Scared. Or pained.Clambering up the Cold Mountain path,
The Cold Mountain trail goes on and on:
The long gorge choked with scree and boulders,
The wide creek, the mist-blurred grass.
The moss is slippery, though there's been no rain
The pine sings, but there's no wind.
Who can leap the world's ties
And sit with me among the white clouds?
The Cold Mountain trail goes on and on:
The long gorge choked with scree and boulders,
The wide creek, the mist-blurred grass.
The moss is slippery, though there's been no rain
The pine sings, but there's no wind.
Who can leap the world's ties
And sit with me among the white clouds?
by Han-Shan
The birds have vanished into the sky,
and now the last cloud drains away.
We sit together, the mountain and me,
until only the mountain remains.
and now the last cloud drains away.
We sit together, the mountain and me,
until only the mountain remains.
by Li Po
wow bliss. Happy following!
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