Yosemite Falls

O Mrs. Carr, that you could be here to mingle

in this night moon glory! I am in the Upper

Yosemite Falls, and can hardly calm to write,

but, you have been so present in my thought.

In the afternoon, I came up to the mountain,

with a blanket and a piece of bread, to spend

the night in prayer among the spouts of the Fall.

I can only wish again that you would expose your

soul to the rays of this heaven. Silver from

the moon lights this glorious creation

which we name the Falls, and has laid a double

rainbow at its base. O the music that is blessing

me now! The grandest notes of the yearly anthem.

They echo every fiber of me. I am going to stop

here until morning, and pray a whole blessed

night with the Falls and the moon.