Climbing mountains, pushing harder
Feeling the burn in my legs and my arms
The higher I go, the further I see
The beauty of nature surrounding me
The rocks and the trees, the birds in the sky
The sun on my face, the clouds passing by
The wind in my hair, the sweat on my brow
The thrill of the climb, I can't help but wow
Reaching the peak, the view is sublime
The world at my feet, I'm standing on top of the climb
The feeling of accomplishment, the pride in my heart
The journey was long, but it was worth the start
Climbing mountains, pushing harder
The view from the top, it's my rewarder
If you look up 'Life' in the dictionary, you will see your last two lines. Great poem.
True, the need to preserve nature is felt.Beautiful poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Mountain climbing seems fascinating, though risky. Hopefully mountains will always be kind to you. Great poem!