It seems to me that a mountain is an image of the soul as it lifts itself up in contemplation. For in the same manner as the mountain towers above the valleys and lowlands at its foot, so does the soul of the one who prays mount into the higher regions up to God like an eagle taking wing.
I have a dream
- of people recognizing the giftedness uniquely theirs,
- of people standing tall in their gifts and using them to enrich the lives of others;
- of people coming to a deeper union of God dwelling within them and a deeper communion with one another.
- of peace and harmony reigning -- for power would be in docility to expressing one's gifts ...
I have a dream
- of a people drawn together out of a shared vision, a new way of living together,
- of each individual in their rightful place based on gifts,
- of men and women standing side by side serving together to bring peace and justice to the city,
- of a society based on deep trust that within each person
- is a well of goodness, beauty and truth longing to express itself for the good of all ... and in freeing this inner well, an ocean of love that could fill the world.