The higher you rise
the thinner the air
The more that’s at risk
the less there’s to dare
As oxygen falters
your head becomes light
And looking above you
fear turns to delight
The sun is setting
far over the peak
The summit awaits
whose answers you seek
With twilight retreating
your flag in the rock
You enter the madness
— descending unlocks
(Memories Of Sagarmatha: April, 1981)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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Comments1
Another poem of metaphor of ups and downs. Very nice.
Thanks again.
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