She was told to climb the mountain
An intimidating aspiration
To conquer His marvelous creation
Seen from the bottom there was nothing but clouds
The distance to the summit boundless
The request unreasonable and groundless
No words could be spoken, not a single thought voiced
Submitting outwardly, she began to walk
Suffering, sweltering, yearning to talk
Frustration trapped in her parched mouth, she struggled with every step
But slowly the complaints eased and faded
As she moved forward alone and unaided
The echoes of silence consumed all her thoughts
The wonder of being alone in her mind
Of searching within herself and removing her blind
Nature's tranquility brought calm to her heart
Her thoughts turned to the path she was treading
Where she had been and to where she was heading
As she approached her goal, tears filled her eyes
In awe of the freedom she felt in her soul
The recognition of her true self, of taking control
Her last few steps were taken with wonderment
Leaving behind her faults and imperfections
The ecstasy of the moment bringing clarity to her reflections
She understood that life is not about fleeting trials or achievements
For all these things will come and pass with the ebb and flow of time
But rather, detaching from self and drawing closer to Him
Is the true and wondrous purpose of this never-ending climb
This is a poem I wrote in Jan-2011 but never published. I tweaked it a little, but it seems appropriate now for many reasons. It was inspired by a story from a friend's blog - http://sahbarohani.blogspot.co.il/2007/02/greatness.html.
Picture from google search - http://jakartaexpat.biz/travel/climbing-mt-merapi-no-jumping-pictures-please/
