SUMMITS MOUNTED

Fly swifter back, O thought, than fleetest wingof whistling wind and mounted summits bringto memory that I—rememberingthe strength God gave to top some mountain highand sharp and rugged in the days gone by—may face my hill today with faith to try.

Althea Brooks Hollenbeck

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