Author: Dao Gao PM
Reaching God is tough, but definately has its rewards.Rated: Fiction K - English - Poetry/Spiritual - Words: 246 - Reviews: 2 - Published: 02-14-06 - id: 2112856
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I look at the path before me
And as daunting as it can be,
This is my chance, my one and only
So I must pursue this journey.
The path is rough, the climbing slow,
And trekking through the icy snow
Many obstacles lie in my way
Yet from this path I shall not stray
Temptations come from left and right
And when I lose my will to fight
I'll look above, towards the light,
And am reminded of God's might.
While others are in blissful rest,
I keep climbing, trying my best.
My fingers stiff, my arms are sore
I'm higher now than eagles soar
My feet are numb, my hands are bare
I can't give up, I'm halfway there
The air so pure, the sky so clear
He's been waiting, and now I'm near
So close to Him, I know He's here
Thus I'll march on, forgetting fear.
As I approach the mountain's peak
To finally meet the one I seek
I hear singing over the top
I've gone so far, I mustn't stop
the last few steps, I dare to trod
Feeling secure and watched by God
I climb up, feeling victorious,
For in front, a view so glorious!
Just when I've found a peace so rare,
I hear the bell, the end of prayer.
Yet I'm not sad, because next time
I'll climb the mountaintop sublime.