The higher I climb
The better the view
I see.
The higher I climb
The more tired
I become.
The higher I climb
The sweeter the air
Filling my lungs.
The higher I climb
The more blisters
On my hands.
The higher I climb
The more songs I hear
The birds sing.
The higher I climb
The more my limbs
Are aching.
One day I will
Reach the top
Of my ladder.
Who will be there
To greet my weary bones
And hopeful heart?
-ARI