Florida's Foreverly Shores
As Long As There's A Mountain
~Marge Tindal~ 1999
I have been down in the valley
far too long this time.
Time to get about me, my senses.
Time for me to climb.
I could languish here in the valley,
as the darkness gathers 'round,
But I feel the need to escape this hole.
I feel the need to bound.
Bound upward, bound onward
to new heights that I can attain.
Climb steadily, steadily upward ...
'til I'm on the top again.
As long as there's a mountain,
I will rise, not without pain..
I will climb until I'm standing
on top of that mountain again.
~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~