I wonder.
Thinking...till my head aches.
Crossroads.
Ways ahead, long & uphill.
Suddenly, the path reveals a road taken by very few.
In the hills, are flowers of varied hue.
A mighty vaccum - descends.
And the ear is struck by pain.
The feet are falling,
Eyes sore with tears mundane.
Darkness for a friend, stillness for oxygen.
Fingers find the walls - the moment is balanced.
In one, long, deep breath,
The foot finds its hold, step by step.
Huff & Puff, all the way UP.
Whoever said Climbing was meant only for the mountains?
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