Monday, April 25, 2016

Night Travelers




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







3 comments:

  1. This is an old poem that I revised (and improved.)

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  2. It's poignant - love the photo that goes with it, too.

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