Taking in
the journey gone,
the miles made,
so far,
so long.
I am tired,
but I am not yet
done.
Maybe I’ve been broken
by the trail,
wait;
there’s no maybe
about it.
I’ve lost love,
lost Faith,
lost my mind
on my way
to the foot
of this mountain.
The path lead here,
another campfire,
staring up at this
daunting monolith.
Asking myself,
“Is this the one
you die on?”
I don’t care.
This hill’s
as good as any other
and I
don’t have it in me
to turn back.
If I did,
I wouldn’t even know
which way to go.
My only way is up.
So, in the morning,
I’m gonna make some breakfast,
sip a cup of coffee,
and when the light is right,
I’ll start ascending.
I see a few possible lines
and I’ve
asked around a little bit.
Others have made this climb;
some succeeded,
some didn’t.
Some gave their lives.
I’m not sure
what I’ll find
at the top,
or on the other side.
All I know
is that I won’t be
what I left behind.
HG – 2021
