Mountain climbing by myself
despite my impoverished health--
Lonliness I dread the more
than ache of head
and muscles sore.
If I whimper or complain,
You parachute from the plane
As though my condition
Endangers your ambition.
When the pinnacle I mount,
When victory I gain,
I'll forgive you
for leaving me
alone with my pain.
My spirit grows stronger as my
body betrays
Enriched by only God,
I will live above the fray.
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