O honourable mountain <br />Allow me to walk to your peak <br />There you are, timeless, elegant <br />Framing the sun, the moon and the stars <br /> <br />With clouds kissing your hem <br />Allow me to tread quietly <br />Of the million paths that trellis your being <br />Let me find the path for me <br /> <br />Wish that I travel well <br />Not so fast, that I miss your wonders <br />Neither so slow, that I lose all hope <br />Let my steps be firm, always pressing onwards <br /> <br />As I climb a narrower mountain <br />Measuring pace and breath <br />Bless me with fellow travelers <br />Who lighten my weary soul <br /> <br />We are on a similar journey <br />And walk in quiet knowing <br />We may have come from afar, <br />But we now companions are <br /> <br />There are many people we pass <br />Sitting tired by the trail <br />Some who are just resting <br />Others who’ve given up hope <br /> <br />As I raise my eyes to the summit <br />I pray for the strength to walk on <br />For this climb is my life’s purpose <br />And stop, I really can’t <br /> <br />For when we scale the summit <br />We are one with all who reach <br />The summit doesn’t care how we got there <br />But unites all who did <br /> <br />After I have jumped with joy <br />And the moment of elation has passed <br />Give me the grace, to walk down carefully <br />And thankfully, help others pass <br /> <br />For when I serve fellow climbers <br />In reaching your mighty peak <br />It is the only true thanksgiving <br />That my soul can give <br /> <br />© 14 June 2008, Anita Atina<br /><br />Anita Atina<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-mountaineer-s-prayer/
