December 31, 2013 at 7:58pm
about the struggle not only to reach the top as an ambition but also how you can survive when the cold cramp your feet
about the warmth of the greeting foliage along the way
About dzikr you sang silent with trees and forest dwellers
About serenity if your way deadlock suddenly
About togetherness when we fight hunger and thirst
About sharing our provision when we need it extremely
About a smile even on the worst nights
About the greeting even to the unknown
About the sincere of your soul when you must walk and wait the others in a slow motion
And to climb this mountain is not easy
You know a lot of climbers are not up to the summit, giving up in the middle
There was a scream when the foot stepped on the hot water bubbling
There was a shout of fear when walking on the edge
And it hurts, when we lapsed because couldn't see a footstep clearly in the darkness
However
we finally sniffing the ground of Gede Pangrango
Standing on the mountain high, smile to that blue sky and those gray stones
see clouds greet the valley and walk on our open-mouths
#the prostration for gratitude
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