
At first I was climbing,
Up a rope I crept
Sometimes l slipped a bit
I was not adept
But the climb I continued
I stuck to it tenaciously
Because I wanted to reach
A spot high enough for me
So I could find my wings and fly
Into the vastness of the sky
*
I was never able to reach
The height that I desired
I am now stuck on a ledge
I cannot climb any higher
Suspended in mid-air
I am stuck without a rope
I cling to the ledge desperately
Sustained by impossible hope
*
I cannot fly away from here
Nor can I look down at all
But I cannot be stationary
So sideways I begin to crawl
Until I see hanging down
Before my eyes, a rope
A lifeline has been handed to me
Therefore with renewed hope
I grab it with all my strength
And pull myself up vigorously-
Now I am climbing again
The climb to fulfill my destiny…
This is wonderful. Just when we’ve given our all and think we can’t go on…oh, yes we can. Great poem.
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