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My Mountain

Climbing This Mountain Called Life
Has Been So Hard
I Get Half Way Up
I Fall To The Bottom
And Try Again
But It seems The Mountain
Gets Higher Each Time
I Look Up Into The Hills
And I See The Golden Eagle
He Flies With Ease
I Hear His Screams
He Is The Ruler Of All He Surveys
But For Me There Is Nothing
Just That Mountain
That I Cannot Climb
My Life Is Like Climbing The Mountain
I Have No Ropes
To Hold On To
No One To Help Me
To Give Me Strength
Like A Soul Lost
In The Mountains

But Than I Hear The Wind Blow
The Spirits Sing Their Song
To Remind Me That They Are
There For Me
They Never Leave My Side
It Is Me That Forgets Them
I Listen To The Wind
The Great Spirits Sends Them To Me
To Fill My Soul With Peace
To Fill My Heart With Joy
So I Can Climb That Mountain Of Life
Perhaps Slowly - But With Hope And Joy

Written By
Peacemaker
August 29, 2002

© Peacemaker

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