Sunday, January 10, 2016

Why do I climb?


Why do I climb, I ask
As I climb, I try to uncover the mask

Is it the tropical green or the air so clean?
The star studded sky or the wind that blows by?
The artic desert unfolding or the giant rocks that seem to be scolding?
The  glacier so pristine or the crater expanding for lives umpteen

My body is under stress
The mountain putting it under duress
Why do I climb, I ask
As I climb, I try to uncover the mask

My comforts all gone, discomfort being the new norm
Mind over matter taking a completely new form

Go conquer the mountain, said them all
Submission is the only way, the mountain taught me with each fall

The day arrived to summit the top,
I submit to thy, I told the mountain top
As the summit came near, my eyes filled up with tears
For there was no longer me and the mountain
In loosing myself, I had discovered a the part of life's fountain.

Why do I climb, I had asked?

To let go of myself, and be dissolved.

2 comments:

TreeBob said...

You are good. Like your style. Powerful thoughts wonderfully expressed.

TreeBob said...

You are good. Like your style. Powerful thoughts wonderfully expressed.