I stopped to look down, look up; took in the view and I wondered.
Is the climb worth more than the drop...
can it be that I can never stop?
I look at my clock and I almost fall down
thats a fall enough to break the Now into a million Thens...
Have I come too far or is this where it ends...
Have my sins, rights and wrongs come to heavenly dividends?
Gazing up I make amends, and bend my knee again...
But I stopped to look down, look up; took in the view and I pondered.
Why, when I climb, does it feel like im fallin
Like Im screaming Gods name and he doesnt hear me callin
voicemail like "This is the Almighty leave a mesage"
I thought to two-way him, but I forgot to text him
Shoulda got a Nextel... oh well
He caught me last time when I fell,
but Im afraid to fall
and go to hell
But I stopped to look down, look up; took in the view like a child.
Maybe the serendipity lies in simplicity
You keep reaching, youll eventually
Get what you need, straight and explicitly
Yet I take another step, feels like im climbing from whence I came
Damn, it feels like Im mountain climbing in the rain
The ends and the means...does the Journey clean the Stain?
Guess I have to reanalyze and stop again.
So I stopped to look down, look up; tookin the view and I smiled.
My scrapes and bruises became my shields and swords
These words fight battles like the Trojan Wars
My fall was my climb, now Im on accord
And when the string breaks I sing "Great" for His sake
Im only...and more than Tres and Job fell harder
Because of my pain, I only grow smarter
Guess I'll live a hero and not die a martyr.
(Dedicated to those of you who are struggling on that mountain with me...)