Thursday, February 3, 2022

14/365 - Daunting

 


The expectations
of existence
are endless

Like a great mountain

-Whitney-
-Kilimanjaro-
-Everest-

Whose peak is shrouded
in a hooded cloak
of ethereal clouds

But you know
it's there
somewhere
so you climb
always expecting
to break through the mist
and see at last
the snow capped summit

and that promise
keeps you going

through the ever
changing landscape

and the switchbacks

of the scrub trails

but aside from 
some pockets of clarity
the haze never clears
the apex never appears

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