Here in the cold
warming sunshine
the terrain may be steep
fog lurking and signalling
beckoning back
to lower horizons
Yet higher light enchants
so, you stumble
and may even fall…
finding ground beautifully serene
yet in some place soft
even treacherous
Curse!
Your foolish courage
and that again you are not
equipped...
that you are ill dressed -
Even now for this promising
endeavour.
Yet with each step
faith follows belief
finding once more
that for you
that are open and knowing
You that are patient
hope-full and willing
You that will walk
a little bit further
Up...
this stretching slope
You who are
in good company
and with good enough sustenance,
For you…
Moments of discovery, wonder and new joy
Still…
await.