Challenge.
The mind has its mountains,
cliffs of fall,
frighfully sheer,
not easily climbed, save
by those whose endurance
becomes unchained.
Life has its forbidding hills,
lion-limbed,
heights of challenge,
sorrowfully mined except
by those who bide in a belief
of heaven\'s aid.
Time has grinding anvils,
ego\'s test,
loaded with iron will,
me-istically patterned to battle
all souls but those who win wince
yet face blows singing.