The Climb

The mountains in front had started asking questions, the three peaks seemed impossible at first and stood there as if they knew they controlled my destiny. As my hands struck the first of the rocks and my feet dug into the smallest of crevices, I began my ascent to what seemed the first of my fears to be conquered. After the first few hard breaths, I found my voice, a smile was forcing its way to my lips, i was starting to enjoy it, I could hear myself answering the questions these rocks posed to me. Minutes away from the summit I could feel the peaks smiling back at me, telling me that you are earning it, you are earning it one step at a time. On reaching the summit I was greeted by the prettiest of smiles, there she stood the pretty village girl, pointing to the final climb to the highest peak she uttered in the sweetest tone, "There's more to do, only when the time right, for now you can rest...".