Mountain Poem by Logan McDougall

An explorer stands armored in all essential,
stepping back to gaze on the task before him.
Eyes pinpoint the summit tunnel –vision- Oh, what a sight!

As the precipice of the crag swiftly transverses
the blue and white unknown. The hiker unsure
if this obstacle can be scaled, his future weak and pale.

An eternal light, a Holy guide, cultivates a perfect trail.
Attention shifts from earth to things above. Supernatural confidence sets in
as if before it begins, the task once unattainable, the traveler suddenly ascends.