there are days when climbing out of bed feels like
climbing a mountain
and just near the peak where the air grows thin
i see the sun
glorious rays beam joy into my soul and i remember to say
and while revelation floods my heart again, i find myself standing atop
a high mountain
descriptive words could only tarnish the view that i see
but imagine for a moment:
rainbow waterfalls cascading into
sparkling rivers laughing over
smooth, submissive stones into a
large and loving ocean.
tall trees filling the mounds we call
mountains providing protection from
wild winds that now feel like a
calm and cooling breeze.
do you now hear the buzz of bees in the meadow filled with flowers down below?
do you see the weight of juicy fruit bowing the necks of branches in the orchard over there?
do you feel the waves lapping against your weary feet as they sink into cold sand ahead?
and all because we climbed this mountain.