Mountain to Molehill

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Spiritual

Accumulation of strength

through each obstacle

placed in my path-

preparation for

another uphill climb.





Small molehills once tripped on,

now jumped over

making the mountain

more scalable in my eyes~

training for the highest peak.



Gazing at the top,

remaining focused,

ascent begins

up this towering giant

staring me down.





I climb.





Slowly…

Steadily…

with trembling hands,

knowing one slip might result

in my downfall, plummeting

to jagged rocks below.



Labored breathing from thinning air,

afraid the fraying rope will snap

or an avalanche would pulls all down,

collapsing my lungs from worry’s strain.



Strengthened by faith,

taking each foothold

with care and thanksgiving,





I continue on…





Weathering elements

In threadbare clothing,

shivering from coldness

and sheer fright.





I push upward.





Focused on the present goal,

aiming for sunrise

beyond mountain peaks,

my final steps are illuminated.



Peace touches,

rushing in upon reaching the summit.

Looking down

on blisters and scrapes from hanging on,

and barriers overcome,



steady climbing proves

a mountain is never too high

for the determined spirit.



...and I am ready again.


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