Night Travelers
The
further I walk
the
higher I go
The
longer the climb
it seems
the less I know
Through rain
under a thousand night skies
That which is hidden
compels me to climb
The
longer I walk
the
higher I go
The
steeper the climb
it seems
the less I know
I cannot
see around the bend
Press on
I must without notion of end
I cannot
be that which I am not
I cannot
hold in my hand what I've not got
The
further I walk
the
higher I go
The
longer the climb
it seems
the less I know
Through
darkness
Through
rain
under a starless
night sky
That
which is hidden
compels
me to climb
Night Travelers
The
further I walk
the
higher I go
The
longer the climb
it seems
the less I know
Through rain
under a thousand night skies
That which is hidden
compels me to climb
The
longer I walk
the
higher I go
The
steeper the climb
it seems
the less I know
I cannot
see around the bend
Press on
I must without notion of end
I cannot
be that which I am not
I cannot
hold in my hand what I've not got
The
further I walk
the
higher I go
The
longer the climb
it seems
the less I know
Through
darkness
Through
rain
under a starless
night sky
That
which is hidden
compels
me to climb
This is an old poem that I revised (and improved.)
ReplyDeleteIt's poignant - love the photo that goes with it, too.
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