Beauty of the path

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I ride and climb to reach the peak,
I hold on to the strings of rope,
I get lost in quest no matter what,
But I keep the heart surging with hope.

I push myself above the dock,
I grasp the growing green grass,
I uproot the plants in the effort,
I hope this too shall pass.

Unsure of the destiny,
It’s not the peak that calls,
It’s the beauty of this path,
That one rises, shines and falls.

Written for RXC # 220, hosted by Reena

We have a quote this week as your weekly prompt.

“Life is a mountain. Your goal is to find your path, not to reach the top.”

Maxime Lagace


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