Summit
By RiVeN
Climbing a crest Descending into the peak I inhale cold stale air And grasp my chest On hallowed ground Flying amidst Winter's eve I see my goal tower over me And I find it hard to breathe In silence and speaking seclusion Is the distance just an illusion Living once in the vast starry sky Having wild dreams is my alibi Or am I staring at a greater risk at hand Looking down from the summit The valley below is dangerous and damned From the top there is no other way But while I am up here I shall enjoy my stay Written January 12th, 2002 © on Jan 11 2002 03:29 PM PST 18 • 0 • 12
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