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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