The Climb

On my way up

Each step more difficult than the last

 

They say there is light at the end of the tunnel

But the clouds cover the mountain’s peak blocking my vision of the end

 

How much energy do I use?

How much do I save?

 

If I can’t see the end

 

All the while, I reflect on the journey that led me here

 

Filled with poor decisions and lack of purpose

 

Riddled with repeated history of unlearned lessons

 

Setback after setback, this mountain steepens

 

Searching for a reason or something to believe in

 

Demanding answers from the unseen world to keep me going.

 

Just when I have devised a plan to quit forever

 

The clouds slowly start to soften, less hazy now.

 

A voice calls out and says:

 

Your journey will be a guide for the next

 

Release control, let go

 

Your strength alone  weakens you

 

Do not seek the end

 

Appreciate the climb

 

Expect a new beginning

 

Trust.