To Reach The Summit
A poem
I’ve trudged that hill
in life’s hard climb, fingers raw,
soul tired but eyes still bright.
Though rain may fall and thunder rhyme,
I’ll keep ascending toward the light.
The path was never easy, no straight line,
Just curves and bends and rocky terrain.
But I persisted, made that struggle mine,
Fuelled by a hope that wouldn’t wane.
Cascading tears and raging storms may rise,
Seeming to block the journey I pursued.
Yet deep within, a small flame trustful lies,
I am not conquered, I am renewed.
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