Year after year ye climbed uphill.
Hath nothing but determination and will.
Struggles and hardships constantly ye face.
All for love and serenity of such sublime place.
Onward and upward the air grows thin.
Casts it's mighty blow, razor-like, cuts thy skin.
Ominous, dark clouds, laborious to breathe.
Not I least protected, thrown off thy sheathe.
Eyes blind by tears; mind full of grief.
Hope is thy spirit; pure love surrender is thy belief!
Forging on, raw and naked, stripped and bare.
All in glory to reach thy summit that ye dare!
Stubborn perseverance thy welded foothold.
To be audacious in face of danger, so bold.
Paradise awaits thee, sweetened triumphant thrill.
Golden gaits open, harps melodiously fill.
To meet thy maker, tis worthy an arduous climb.....uphill.
- Boston, Massachusetts, usa
- July 11
- I love writing and nature and psychology.
Young at heart and love to laugh!
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