Soul searching & weary, I had finally
reached the peak of this journey,
climbing higher than I'd ever been before,
There were still a few more steps to go,
but my legs were reluctant.
Not because I couldn't make it,
but because I was hesitant to let it go.
For once I cleared this crest, the unknown
would be entirely revealed to me,
as I could only look back on my journey.
I would see friendly valley & hills, dark nights & caves I explored , deep water I crossed,
I would see patches of spring
where I grew,
and rocky ravines where I balked & challenged.
I would smile at my meandering paths,
winding through low deserts & high mountain meadows.
I will miss this journey, but the tenacious vines of
prose & poetry became entangled in my dreams