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[pct-l] prayer



Benedicto: May your trails be crooked, winding, lonesome, dangerous, leading 
to the most amazing view.
May your rivers flow without end, meandering through pastoral valleys 
tinkling with bells, past temples and castles and poets' towers 
into a dark primeval forest where tigers belch and monkeys howl, through 
miasmal and mysterious swamps and down into a desert of red rock, 
blue mesas, domes and pinnacles and grottos of endless stone, and down again 
into a deep vast ancient unknown chasm 
where bars of sunlight blaze on profiled cliffs, 
where deer walk across the white sand beaches, 
where storms come and go 
as lightning clangs upon the high crags,
where something strange and more beautiful and more full of wonder than your 
deepest dreams waits for you --
beyond that next turning of the canyon walls.
                                    "Earth Prayer" Edward Abbey