Eight days out

Thirteen strangers.

Ever climbing mountains

Diving cliff hangers

Boats on rivers

Treks up springs

Oars continuous

Sore groaning rings

From dawn to dusk

Cold summer rain

Enduring with trust

The shivering pain

Cavernous depths

Pitch black parts

Echoing hymns

Praise of our hearts

The expanse glorious

Constellations sears

Twinkling lights

Glistening eyes tear

What a luxury granted

Sparks erupted to flame

The night once wild

Is suddenly tamed