Meditate on the Real

I stood on the Roof of the World. I listened to the glacier creak at 16,237 feet. I heard the sound of avalanches falling. I stood still and waited for Him, knowing He was God. I watched, as the Bible says, the mountain crumbling. The earth slipped away, crashing into Tilicho Lake. I watched the turquoise tarn roll with its waves, then settle. Meditating on life, for a moment I felt I had seen all that's real.