The Hill of Hope
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Remember that the 4 non-blonds sang:
Twenty-five years and my life is still
Trying to get up that great big hill of hope
For a destination . . .
Make a poem for this hill
(or mountain).
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Questions, quotes and images to inspire us:
- What does the hill of hope look like, and how clear is its path?
- Does the hill look the same today as it did when you were younger? How is it different? How might we each see this hill differently than others do?
- Does geographical location play a part in what you see as hope?
- Does faith?
- If you climbed this hill or mountain, what would you see on the other side?
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Dr. MLK said:
. . . We've got some difficult days ahead. But it doesn't matter with me now. Because I've been to the mountaintop. And I don't mind. Like anybody, I would like to live a long life. Longevity has its place. But I'm not concerned about that now. I just want to do God's will. And He's allowed me to go up to the mountain. And I've looked over. And I've seen the promised land. . . .
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by Mary Oliver
Sometimes I grow weary of the days, with all their fits and starts.
I want to climb some old gray mountain, slowly, taking
the rest of my lifetime to do it, resting often, sleeping
under the pines or, above them, on the unclothed rocks.
I want to see how many stars are still in the sky
that we have smothered for years now, a century at least.
I want to look back at everything, forgiving it all,
and peaceful, knowing the last thing there is to know.
All that urgency! Not what the earth is about!
How silent the trees, their poetry being of themselves only.
I want to take slow steps, and think appropriate thoughts.
In ten thousand years, maybe, a piece of the mountain will fall.
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