The mountain and the man

The mountain and the man

Bitter and stone

The single moment that you are alone

Foraging the land

Drops of heaven

Stick to your hands

This climb will never end

You are the mountain and I am the man

Stranded and blind

There is no food to find

Terrible winds shred your face

This must be a forsaken place

God's wrath has collected here

Your frozen limbs are nothing to fear

This climb you cannot win

You are the mountain and I am the man

Your eyes have become ready to close

You fear your blood has already froze

You cannot see light

You will not win this fight

The night has come

The Devil has won

This climb has ended

You are the mountain and I am the man

 

Reviews

[Lizanne]

To be in a desolate place with no hope of regaining your footing. Knowing your destruction is just ahead, yet you forge on. It is as if there is an appointment with death and you meet it head on. You have faced the wrath of God and have continued the journey, the Devil cannot win until you surrender to the night.

[Jenny Nelson]

What a way to describe defeat! The words could apply to so much, but yet give a picture and a feel of something specific, such as the struggle against sin. Thought provoking. Very descriptive. Well done!