Monday, June 21, 2010

A sudden moment of Grace

On top of the first hill on the Meseta
"I was truly alive and all was grace.
That Amazing Grace
where a single moment of blindness
turns to sight once again. "

I climbed onto the Meseta with my two friends from Quebec.
We weren't sure what to expect.
So much is written about this place, that I think I truly feared it.

And maybe in the searing heat of summer it truly is deservedly feared.

But our first experience was of a green magic.
We climbed a hill onto the Meseta proper,
and suddenly this landscape stretched out before us,
as far as the eye could see, just green crops and sky.
Nothing else.
Almost in unison, for the three of us,
you could hear an audible sound,
as it took our breath quite away.

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