We Dont Always Lose
As I climb, each step elevates me into greater feats
Forget less, I travel the road least taken .
Theres greatness, just up that mountain
Few are equipped enough to commit to this journey and even less will understand where strength for it comes
It doesn't materialize through air but instead is a provision from those who have voyaged before
During my pilgrimage the testing wind begins to stir and eventually creates my downfall
But as long as I'm falling I might as well plummet forward
Instead of the expected dirt fresh water greets my blow
New found wisdom powers me as I drink
Teaching me that rather than running from, I should instead stand strong against winds promised to come again
The swift in race have begun to fall at my side
While I steadfast in heart endure
Joining those left we near the final stretch
Victors at the top give their welcome and finally we rest from what seemed as glorious eternity
But shortly after we've begun slumber our predecessors start to shake us wake
They point
Once hidden by clouds but now in plain sight a steeper mountain presents itself
Without question we now understand our true purpose
Not reaching the level those before have landed, but instead obtaining higher ground
So as we set out to hike again , we smile , anticipant of the day well mark our own territory
Then someday in the distant future we'll point to the horizons discovering with joy the formation of a new peak up ahead
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