Each step a whisper, a heart's soft beat,
The map unfolds, the path less steep.
Stars as our guide, a distant gleam,
We chase the horizon, a waking dream.

Doubt lingers near, a fleeting shade,
But passion's fire, cannot fade.
With every sunrise, a renewed vow,
Inch by inch, closer somehow.

The summit beckons, bathed in gold,
Our dreams take flight, a story told.
Yes, we get closer to our dreams tonight