When I let my mind drift back to that place
my heart swells with the feelings of ease and grace.
I'll never forget opening my eyes wide
When I looked up at that mountain we stood beside.
To get to the start, was the longest part
wandering below until we found that start.
We started on up with confidence in the air
traveling together, not a worry or care.
We came to a stop, and took a look down
looked far, and beyond, and past the town
recorded the memory of the very first phase
and continued up and on with our day.
the air was hot, and the road winded on
when we stopped again to see how far we'd gone.
we took a drink, and ate a snack
started to regret how much on my back i had packed.
we pushed on up, winding on and around
looking over the edge and pushing on the ground.
my heart grew tired, my muscles grew weak
my head throbbing, and barely able to speak.
but i pushed on and had a few words with above
which told me i could accomplish anything with a tone of love.
we spoke of the path on which i had already covered
the damage inside from a past trusted lover.
"If you can get to the top, the pain will stop"
I listened close and I listened dear
and continued on without any fear.
only the pain stood in my way,
but gone were my lingering troubles of yesterday.
then he came along and pushed me on up,
when the strength of my own wasn't quite good enough.
he saw me through, till the very end
holding my confidence, not allowing it to bend.
once we got to the top, to the sacred spot
i realized this was all part of a plot.
in my own personal story,
of heartbreak and worry,
i was given a task almost to hard to ask.
if you can get to the top
the pain will stop.
to cure my hurt of the pain from before,
i had to push through something i could barely endure.
something harder than the pain alone
would show me how much further I'd grown.
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