The ascent to Mount Sinai usually happens at night, so one can see the sunrise from the summit of the Mountain. The Mountain itself and the surroundings are rocky and completely devoid of forest or grass, however with individual rocks and boulders of whimsical shapes and the sky abundantly sown with stars and all sorts of mist at night, they inspire a strong sense of admiration, amazement, reverence, solemnity and awe before the power and might of The One Who created it all … And at the dawn, when the sun is just beginning to rise, the colors around are constantly changing - of the mountains, of the sky, and of the horizon with the sea that one can barely see. …
Now we greet the rising sun (by this time, at the summit, there are usually many people from different countries and all ends of the world) and then descend to Saint Catherine’s Monastery.
Some take the gradual, long path, others – the steep, monastic one …
From the Blog of Fr. Philipp P. (pretre_philippe)
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Mt. Sinai - Poem by Xiangu HHE
The donkeys carrying us and the moon
Halas Halas
All the way with the stars
To the tiny top of Mount Sinai
And the sun was shy
From Ras Mohamed
Your calling not afar
St Catherine was pink at her best
Though The Bush is
Waiting down the road
Is It still burning
Or the Lord forgot to permit the holy look
Yenla Yenla
Disappear the Bedouin and their snores
Yenla Yenla
I talked to Moses
I hugged the monks
I hold my tears laughing at the clowns
Why all the died only
Have their heads Piled up to shock
All the sinner's eyes
Let's bury the minds
With their hearts
And All the royal centuries shall be back
Just call for some Roman wind
Lying flat at the top of the holy mount
I bared my body that fresh
All the souls
Rising with that lazy sun
I can see the shadow of the Cow
So proud
Without lunch still
Preaching the crowd
At the end
It is not a joke,
I certainly have my doubts
But no worry My donkey boy
I shall carry down my own bag
Xiangu HHE
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