The peak stood tall and firm against the sky. The shrouded moon was pitched very high. The valley was bathed by the ascending night. Which threatened to block out any shade of light. There was absolutely no need to be afraid. This special place was where we prayed. It will forever be a place of eternal spring. Protected by Jesus under his father's wing. The mountains stand so very tall and firm. As a testament to God's love that does affirm. The Wasatch Mountains have an air of mystery. Filled with a beautiful and devout history. The pioneers pushed theirs pushcarts across the plains. Seeking to escape the bigots' terrifying chains. They found the foothills of the Indian possessions. The ideal home for their religious expressions. ©Carol G Oliver August 6, 2010 Used With Permission All Rights Reserved By Author Website Mail share

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