No doubting of skill,
Only that anyone will
Ever notice these words strewn about.
The storm builds as the climb is enacted.
So many foolish actions
Too many distractions
Time won`t allow to be – ever retracted.
Winds violently blow, bringing cold snow.
Ices chills to the core;
In a freezer with no door,
No escape. So high up, yet emotions so low.
The altitude alludes, the apex is near; deadly blizzard
increases fear
Of ever reaching the peak.
Growing – weak. Ego – meek.
Fearing now, an impending, deadly fall.
To be shattered into fragments.
Health. Hope. Life – lost all.
This is the proving moment –
Stretched for so long, unsure of the end; but the vertex is
here!
Though the body was pushed, like poetic form and meter, to
the brink;
The will refused to sink, this mountain is surmounted, for
now, I think.
Composed By: Andrew Drucker