I stopped to look down, look up; took in the view and I wondered.
(The Contemplation)
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
thinking wow
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.
(The Frustration)
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.
(The Prostration)
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.
(The Explanation)
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...)
