Staring into the clouds I squint my eyes.
The winds prevent me from opening wide.
I cannot see what is ahead.
I only can turn and look at what's behind.
There! A glimpse of something great!
It's gone. Swallowed in the blowing fog.
Was that my path?
Where do I go?
I turn around and see my journey.
Zigs and zags line my erratic path.
How did I end up here?
Is this the way forward?
There! Another glimpse!
It's beautiful! Surely this must be the way!
I start moving out and the clouds move in.
The winds beat upon my spirit.
Lost and cold I pause.
I look out but there is nothing to see.
I turn around again seeing how far I've come.
I start thinking for what?
For this! The mighty mountain towers into view!
As if it had marched through the clouds.
Proudly it stood, invoking fear and wonder.
This must be my destiny!
I resume my march.
To the beat of my heart.
As it remembers that powerful view.
My destination lies just beyond...
