The Climb

Climbing a mountain,

the air blows cleanly around.

Nature connects to the heart,

An umbilical of earthly connections.

Trees, grasses, a goat or two.

The climb, the trek, the journey,

brings the joy. One cannot escape,

the essence of nature.

One day I will summit.

One day, my life’s journey achieved.

It is the goal of all, keep climbing.

Each step, a stone.

Each stone, a step.

The climb is the adventure.

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