on a hill faraway: a haiku (and a prose)

on a hill

Across thousand hills

they cannot see each other

love beyond their heels

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~When he watches these mountains, he knows only the birds can fly there. He does not have wings. Yet he knows on a hill faraway his love waits. So one day he packs his humble belonging and starts the first step of his journey by faith, walking across the thousand hills. Many years later, they say they see him still walking relentlessly. His hair has turned snowy white. His face and shirt shine in the sun. But his back remains straight. His feet remain strong. He shoes have not worn out.

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And I have led you forty years in the wilderness. Your clothes have not worn out on you, and your sandals have not worn out on your feet. (Deuteronomy 29:5)

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