This Summit Called Life
Maintaining the final view in mind
Grasping it, still nowhere in sight
Sweat and tears payment in kind
Harbouring small pockets of delight
Amid bouts of epic self destruction
Sabotaging opportunities at hand
My faith in God my only protection
One set of footprints in the sand
They have not once been my own
A gratitude beyond my articulation
To be wholly loved and truly known
Ever present help for every situation
Not mental or physical but spiritual
To experience this summit called life
Relies on a constant celestial miracle
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