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Ascent


I look up at a mountain already too tall The wind gusts my face and I fear a great fall But a life unexamined is no life at all So I ascend my tall mountain To answer the call My soul cries out as the rocks cut my hands But I struggle on the best that I can To find myself, alone in this land One twine out of many Frayed from one rope to one strand Expression alone is the duty I hold A release from the words, all spoken so cold Prose on its own will give me no chance To describe how I feel, secure in my trance The words I need lie not in mere talk With unfettered meaning the cripple will walk An eternity passes and my journey nears its end My life's light dims slowly, with little time left to spend And what better way do I have but to write Poetry,and poetry, long into the night To express my expressions And climb into the light
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