Journey To The Mountain Poem by Jacob Courtney

Journey to the Mountain

Walking down this road the ground feels hard
And rigid With sharp rocks piercing my calessed
Feet. Looking around me I see the barren fields
That lead to a vast mountain where the top is
Unseen guarded by the clouds that look so bright.
With the slight breeze I raise my arms taking it
In as the sweat rolls off my skin. Then as I enjoy
This breeze of relieve the dust is carried turning
This gentle breeze in a cloud of dust blinding my
Eyes hiding the mountain from sight. It coats my
Skin sticking to me like a paste covering me top
To bottom. My breathe becomes heavy as my
Lungs fill with this dust coughing and hacking
Yet I continue with each step telling myself
That I will make it to the mountain I will rise
Out of this valley. I raise my arm to block
The dust from my face wiping away what
I can as I step onward towards the mountain.
The wind blows harder blinding me further
As it chokes out the life from me. I begin to
Stumble I begin to fall as I turn from the mountain
I feel a chill run down my spine. Doubt sets in
Telling me there is no hope there is no way
That I can make it to the mountain. Just turn away
Go back the way I came. Doubt says surrender to
Me give in to your fears and the storm of dust
Will stop it will leave you be. No this can
Not be I must succeed I will not stay in this
Barren land turning to the mountain once
Again. The wind turns heavy and fierce never
Ceasing to give in. I push on toward the mountain
Crawling on all fours trying to hold my own against
Such a persistent wind. Just as I felt weak just
As I began to fear in front of me was a shield and
Spear. I grip them tightly pulling them close to
Me as I push on toward the mountain of light never
Looking away never giving in to the dust of doubt
For I see what this journey is all about. Reaching
High above the clouds the sun beams down
Clearing the way as I push on to the mountain
Of light rising beyond the clouds.

- Jacob