Mountain Sonnet

I Begin m ascent up the mountain the looming pin trees all around me. My mind fixed on the goal I will attain. To Reach the top is the goal ahead of me Though as I reach the higher paths I find, the determination begins to waver. The rocks and icy winds are so unkind and erode the courage I did savor. Sitting atop the mountain feeling the clouds the shadows dancing under the blue sky I hear a whole new array of sounds, the bone chilling wind racing by. Well worth all the trials, well worth all the pain From the summit, I see all that I have attained.