Top of the mountain

Top of the mountain
 
It was a battle, a fight for sure.
I walked, I climbed, hand over hand.
Every inch was an inch earned.
No sense looking back
 
Up is where I wanted to go.
It was a journey, a challenge.
The reward?
A view.
 
To the top of the mountain.
To the top of the mountain.
I look down on the World.
It lay before me like life.
 
I see the twisting roads crossing one another.
So many roads and so many choices.
Where to go? Where have you been?
It is all right there before me now.
 
I stand on top of the mountain.
I view the path I traveled to get here.
I earned it, it wasn’t free.
Life isn’t free, God’s knows.
 
So many roads lead here to the mountain but yet only one path up.
One path to the top of the mountain.
One path to the view from here.
No easy way to the top.
 
You want to be on top.
You have to earn it.
Climb, climb, climb!!
The top is near.
Climb, climb, climb!!
 
Once you get there the view is yours.
The path in life is so clear.
So clear from here.
 
To the top of the mountain.
To the top of the mountain.
I look down on the World.
It lay before me like life.