Summit

I am going up a mountain – constantly wondering when I will reach the summit.

Climbing each step. With blisters, with sweat, with no time to catch my breathe.

But so many told me to take this path.

I wish I could scream at them now, for they all took the easy route.

Now living in peace, they sit in comfort – cheering me on as I toil and sweat.

This road is too fucking long.

I still can’t see its end. And the higher I get, the colder and more lonely I feel.

“Tap out…” my brain says.

“Sit down for a minute” says my heart ❤

For I will never reach the true peak and have just chosen to perpetually climb.

I sit down gingerly and reflect…

Sometimes this path is worth it.

The view is truly great. My path intertwines with others for moments.

Moments with laughter and serenity.

Taking in the flowers, the birds, the beauty.

Even as we get closer to the peak, we find snowball fights and blissful silence.

Keep trucking along.

This mountain is still yours to climb. And you have been training for this.