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