climbA Poem by Alan TorresLife can be so boring. Lets do something fun. We have all this time, time to spare, time to sell... not much time at all. So lets do something grand. Lets climb a mountain. The highest scariest one we can find. Not because we have to. Because we want to. Yes we are scared of heights but we don't want to show it. Because God gave us plenty of oxygen to breathe up there. Because the view from the top will be like no other. LETS CLIMB Climb and climb then fall and cry, break every bone and every part of our soul. Then climb again. Climb alone, climb in groups. Just climb. Climb till your hands bleed and your legs cramp. Youre doing it right. Climb until your eyes wander and your brain sleeps. You won't die. I promise. Maybe you will. But it was worth it. Climb as high as you can. Climb for your soul, it needs excitement. Climb for your brain, it needs experience. Climb for your heart, it needs a rush of blood. Climb because you can always go a little higher than before. -AT © 2014 Alan Torres |
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