My apologies to Frost.....


A mountain lies ahead of me
with boulders strewn from jagged peaks
along a path I must now take
if I'm to find serenity.
I stumble on each hour I wake;
cannot falter, pause or stray.
To mount this summit is my test,
so on I push despite the ache.
And when I reach the final crest
I bow to knee and catch my breath.
Then humbly pray to Lord above
with thankful heart for journey blest.
He guided me on winding path
And spared me from the mountain's wrath.
And spared me from the mountain's wrath.