Beneath the floating clouds
Mountains rising through
From the valley up to you
Will it be a photograph
In your mind, an epitaph
Or the sound of my lost laugh
It is no different
With the cycle of life
And death
And rebirth
Of a battle
And a castle
Shrouded in grey
But
For fires
Raging
And my loved one
There
Life threatened
Insights and memories and loved ones come
But cannot fill the emptiness
A loss of self
Nearly as profound
As the loss of another
I wonder
At the tenacity
Of living things
And marvel at the beauty
Death sometimes brings
In the desert
I strip myself
Bare of conceit
Bare of ego
From time to time
When I look back
And see the road
That twisted track
I know the way
Ahead ain’t straight
Yet still I climb
And bear the freight
What can I do?
I can’t turn back
The thought of it
My heart goes slack
So on I climb
I’m none too weak
I flee a life
That’s grown too bleak
Now as I climb
And look ahead
Is the next bend
The turn I dread?
For if I make
The high plateau
What if it ain’t
The place to go?
And all this work
A waste of time
I could’ve stayed
Instead of climb
Still, this I know
The only way
Is move along
And live each day
It’s really not
About the top
Life is a climb
Which does not stop
For if it does
Then I will die
There’s nothing else
These words don’t lie
I climb and climb
And climb some mo’
And still I climb
There’s more to go