The climb, with its many bends and rises,
bends and rises once more –
there is always more.
To say “almost there”,
then see another bend and rise
sends a switchback of betraying thoughts –
turn around and go back, never!
But, the climb bends
and rises once more –
there is always more.
More pain, more sweat, more love
for this climb overlooking the eagle perched
atop a tree examining the green grass and rock
and life scurrying and hiding under the rock, in the tree.
And, the climb bends and rises,
rises my heart beyond a rate
the beauty this road
will take me when I reach the top.
Until then, I will say there is always more.
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“I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which
God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus.”
Philippians 3:14
