Rain leaving...'Death on a mountain is not frightening or appalling. Personal loss is one thing; fear of death another. I suppose if I were a philosopher I should care nothing for the place or manner of my death. As I am not, I must confess I would prefer to die amid natural surroundings. When I am on a hill it seems to me that my consciousness, the very essence of spirit, expands to blend with the universe. It is in such moments of spiritual exaltation that we lose all fear, and understand how by this simple process we call death, the spirit discovers that unity with a Divine love for which it craves.' (The Mountain Top, Frank S. Smythe p.38)
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