I climb. Although a harsh wind and sleet sweeps
these hills, my temperament remains steady.
Although the path is treacherously steep
I have been thoughtful, I have come ready.
The footfall here is few and far between
and some who came to conquer, could not cope.
As I push on past the point where they've been,
I look into a mist that holds my hope.
Joy lies beyond a helm wind of despair
and must be battled with to be surpassed.
I will prevail here knowing that it's there.
I’ll conquer fell and fall so I’ll be passed
to where tranquillity abounds below,
throughout the valleys of the rain shadow.
Apr 29, 2017
Apr 29, 2017 at 6:07 AM UTC
I climb. Although a harsh wind and sleet sweeps
these hills, my temperament remains steady.
Although the path is treacherously steep
I have been thoughtful, I have come ready.
The footfall here is few and far between
and some who came to conquer, could not cope.
As I push on past the point where they've been,
I look into a mist that holds my hope.
Joy lies beyond a helm wind of despair
and must be battled with to be surpassed.
I will prevail here knowing that it's there.
I’ll conquer fell and fall so I’ll be passed
to where tranquillity abounds below,
throughout the valleys of the rain shadow.
