A long climb

A long climb

So many times I looked at you.
So many times I said I couldn’t do it.
I just turned away.
Looked and wondered what you were like.

I didn’t dare to try you out.
I dreamt of what it must be like.
Too often those ended without me on top.
Looking up from the bottom and still wanting to go up.

One day I got the courage.
Began to take steps.
Steps and more steps began to add up.
And I headed up.

I could not see the top anymore.
All I could see was what was before now.
I need to take this step before I could see more.
If I turned and went back down. I would see no more.

Back on the ground I would wonder what was on top.
And could I ever make it if I turned around now?
I had to keep on fighting, fighting my way to the top.
This step matters more than the next.

One after the other I kept on going.
Soon I was beginning to feel the pain.
Life wanted to drag me back down.
I kept on shuffling towards the top.

It didn’t get any easier but I kept on.
Progress was progress to the summit.
I wanted to be there but I was still here.
On my way up from being stuck below.

Now I can see the top ahead of me.
I am well on my way to reaching the summit.
I can’t wait to get to the top of the mountain.
And to earn the beautiful view.

I will be glad I didn’t turn away.
Glad I didn’t turn and head back down.
Glad I didn’t simply fade.
Instead I endured and made it to the top.

The view was amazing and so was the climb.
It took a lot for me to get to the top.
Now I am here and I get it all back.
So work hard to get to the top and earn it all back.