My Everest – KensView

That mountain lords over me;
High above a looming mass,
Its silent, cold indifference
Chilling and unnerving my bones.
Regardless whether ready or not,
I brace to launch my first step;
Shaky foot in front of the other,
I compel myself to move up.
Walking a fine, tottering line,
Just one stride after another,
I slow to a deliberate cadence
To conceal my reluctant struggle.
My aging body sore and stiff,
Using every muscle and resource,
I feel as if I’m teetering,
But dare not lose control.
Midway my legs grow weak,
Testing my will to persist;
I stop and rest more often,
Then stiffly revive and move on.
I must stay ever focused
Never looking back or down;
Though my limbs grow weary,
I cannot accept any forfeit.
We all have mountains to climb,
But climb we surely must,
If we are ever to overcome fear,
Adversity will bring out our best.
Warned about possible failure,
Thought I could not, dare not,
While it was ONLY fifteen stairs,
I had scaled my Everest!