Mountains

I can see a treacherous mountain laid before me
I stand engulfed in it’s daunting shadow
Overwhelmed, ill-equipped, and fearing the climb
A climb among many easier paths, yet a climb I must make

This trek promises an inescapable obsession
It will haunt me in my sleep, it will haunt me in my wake
It will build me, break me, and leave me to bring myself upright
It will be unforgiving, merciless, cruel and cold-hearted

O! this path presents itself as an impossible feat
As if God has chosen my fate to be of defeat and failure
But no I say, rest assured I will take the prize which rests at it’s peak
To then descend stronger, accomplished, and victorious

As if I had bested the future given to me unwillingly

With unshakable wisdom I will best each and every test created to stump me
With unwavering courage I will rise above all which towers against me
With unfaltering passion I will break through any wall built before me
With unbelievable might I will beat down those who wish to oppose me

I will not look back
I will not second doubt
I will not slow down
I will not give up

I begin to walk