It has been a very long time since I posted something for "Poetic Last Days," and since we are nearing the end of the month, it seemed appropriate to share a poem.
To Ascend
When we begin to truly climb
some hill that before us lies
Not knowing at the top to find
Safe haven or further end
It's not the height that gives us strength
Nor the rock that leads our way
Rather, at the end of the day
Nothing but our will remains
To place the foot once more upon
the path, perhaps unwanted
To push further upwards into mists
Simply, not to cease climbing
This is the moment
here and now
To decide how much courage
Within truly lies
Yet one more moment and
the decision before the eyes again
Press on still, another step
Courage and fortitude must be met
Hope draws the heart to high places
Faith leads the mind in part
Love drives the soul with them
With all, you can ascend
From whence come these three?
Hope, faith and charity
Some secret spring beneath the skin
Some abundance deep within
The glance must first
be to within
Where virtues may be greeted
and found
Then turn the eyes back
to the skies
And once more take up
The road unto the heights
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