This pause between life and death; we call it Life, is always a climb uphill.
With a sweating body tired limbs , beating heart panting and raving the mind expecting thousand things we climb, while the wind touches the body as if driving it back to give a message to whisper a secret its force trying to hold back to tell us to hope for less to be ready to find the top as bare as the meadow beneath!
Then you just know the path up the hill is always a fight against the wind!
Yet the hill top seems to call to a daunting climb to see what lies on its other side curiosity blends with Life and you climb on have to reach the top the hill not a challenge to your thirst for knowing!