Am I brave?

The plain is a dreary trudge

Of rocks to dodge and people to step aside for

 

I see the mountain

My destination

Why did I choose this path?

 

I was asked

Felt the call

Climb the mountain

There you will see

 

Am I brave?

No

Worried about stubbing my toe on a rock

Worried about spraining my ankle

 

But the Mountain

It makes my heart sing

 

Give me a task
 

That is rare 

And I will succeed

 

Give me a task that is long

And I will devote

 

But whilst on the plain

If my attention wanders

And I stub my toes

Know

I will be climbing that mountain

And I will succeed

 

Am I brave?

In the strangest ways

Am I teary

Yes

 

If I sprinkle seeds

The path will be lovely for others

If I move rocks

It will be smooth

 

Here
Now

This is the mountain

Who will walk by my side ?

 

The Mountain will show me

The long trail of flowers

Colour blossoming on the land

A line of gold or opal in living colour

That grows and grows again

 

The mountain watches over me always

Yet the Sun touches all

On path or up mountain

 

The Sun

Whose home is that ?

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Anna