Climbing rocks up the sides of mountains,
rising to great heights without any danger
of falling.
Knowing exactly how to continue upward, no fear getting
in the way of what I wanted to do.
Life tempting me in every way, moving in directions
unknown by others, continually rising above obstacles.
Walking through catacombs, finding my way out of the
darkness and into a spiritual light of beauty.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem