CLIMBING HIGH AGAIN
Climbing High Again.....
We, at times
walk a path that leads
through the valleys of life;
and as we walk,
there are the mountains
at which we gaze,
and we stare.
For surrounding our very being
the realization comes,
these mountains are enormous,
and they wrap around us
in majestic splendour.
These mountains
have an appearance,
an awe of their own,
seemingly insurmountable
by their very presence,
where the insurmountable
are barriers for not trying
and it is only when,
we start to climb,
step by careful step
that the top is reached.
We therefore must
not look down,
hold your head erect and high
look up, see
the path you that you must follow,
and when the pinnacle is reached,
surely now you know
the mountain is defeated,
and we can look down upon
an aberration,
and what is now minor,
before our eyes.
Throughout our lives,
at times we’ve felt surrounded
by invisible,
insurmountable mountains:
but by climbing
what we thought
was immense,
and on reaching the top,
the fear which was a barrier
but by us trying,
became comparably small.
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