Go forth on your journey west.
Commence the seasonal migration.
Budding men prospect what’s to come.
Mountain peaks emerge on the horizon
Their silhouettes casted against the setting sun.
Deeper and deeper you press on.
Once distant peaks, are now close at hand.
Tip your nose to the stars, stretch your neck to the heavens
To catch a glimpse of the majesty above.

Step out of civilization and into the wild.
God’s work lays in front of you peacefully.
An endless expanse of white stretches to the
Edge of the world as you know it.
Peace and adventure collide in your soul
A reaction that’s unparalleled.
Inhale the thin brisk air.
Exhale a cloud of steam that drifts with the wind.

Point your nose downhill into the land of unknown.
Glide over the earth while staying in touch.
An elegant dance commences between you and the mountain.
Powder turns break up the porcelain snow cover.
This is what you waited all year for.
These are the moments you’ll cherish forever.
You’ve answered the call of the mountain.
A pilgrim you are, your church you have reached.


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