Climbing Mountains

I’ve got calves that could hike Mount Everest.

Thick taught muscles filled with the momentum of a thousand mountains.

I’ve hiked up and down the hills of that Southern California town.

I’ve trekked the mountains of the empty lands of Idaho.

I’ve even ventured out and strode across the green hills of Maine.

But this hike is threatening to cancel out my work.

It’s threatening to cause me to lose all my strength.

This uphill excursion that not only tests my muscles

But also the strength of my stitched up heart.

So here I am.

Pack full of all the dreams and the hopes I crafted

Muscles straining leaning into this incline

And I’m sure I’m going to make it.

I’m a third of the way up this mountain face

And I’m sure I’m going to make it.

I can see the point from which I started

And I’m never going back.

This mountain may be tall.

And the climb it may be steep.

But I will never

No, never

Give up this climb I’m on.