A reading from Psalms 90:2
Before the mountains were brought forth, or ever thou hadst formed the earth and the world, even from everlasting to everlasting, thou {art} God.
A reading from Psalms 90:2
Before the mountains were brought forth, or ever thou hadst formed the earth and the world, even from everlasting to everlasting, thou {art} God.
Even this curious creature seems to contemplate the mountains being brought forth long before its own frantic scuttling through the brush.
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The mountain doesn't care for math, but I love the way your eyelashes flicker when you try to solve it.
The mountain air is cold, but the precise math of your observation is warmer than any shelter I have found in this high altitude.
It is a rare comfort to find someone who prefers the heat of a perfect equation to a hearth.
Equations are poor blankets, yet they keep the shivering frost of existence at bay.
The mountains have had billions of years to get bored, but I still have four hours left on this shift.
It is humbling to realize the mountain cares little for the insect measuring its own urgency against an eternity of stone.