Up from the Canyon of Death I climb,
legs weary and burning
I pause at a vantage point
and look back
Only darkness lies below
clouds and fog shroud the trail
my lungs burn from the effort
of such a terrible climb
I sit for a moment
in a quiet place
remembering
shuddering in horror
I feel the clouds part
and the sun pour down
it’s heat welcome on my closed eyes
as the wind tousles my hair like a mother
The wind gusts now, pushing at my back
I open my eyes, shoulder my burden
and resume the climb
rising with the trail.
MDW 6/26/09
To all those who helped me reach this vantage
God Bless You All
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this is so lovely, doug. Could I have your permission to share w/my friend, mary (she’s the mother in law of the groom who was killed the day after a beautiful wedding 2 years ago. Anniversary is this Thursday & they have company in for a tree planting/memorial. Katy, (lee’s bride) and their, now 4 year daughter continue the steep climb…
this is so lovely, doug. Could I have your permission to share w/my friend, mary (she’s the mother in law of the groom who was killed the day after a beautiful wedding 2 years ago. Anniversary is this Thursday & they have company in for a tree planting/memorial. Katy, (lee’s bride) and their, now 4 year daughter continue the steep climb…