O Sir, dear Sir
Don't mind the dirt
on my shoes.
For I've been
running with the pack.
For I have fallen but
I kept going,
And I kept climbing.
Until I reached the heaven
where I lost my breath,
but I found myself.
The dirt on my shoes
is a proof enough
that I came a long way,
that I never gave up.
Wrote this after a long hike to a place breathtakingly beautiful.