Struggling to maintain every hold
My body aches at each effort.
I have climbed so far, so long.
One mile, two, a thousand feet,
A few inches?
Who knows? I cannot judge.
How much farther do I have to go?!
This climb is draining my energy,
My inspiration (aspiration?).
I have lost the determination to keep going.
Staying still will cause my eventual fall.
Falling means death but offers release.
What should I do?
My mind only adds to the tumult
Seeking one direction then the next.
But suddenly a message reverberates
From deep within offering clarity and poise:
Climbing is progress but can be difficult and slow.
Falling is easy but renders the journey incomplete.
There is, however, another way.
I can spread my heart's wings and FLY!
Golapendu - San Francisco.