Wednesday, July 20, 2011

The Call

The Call

I have felt the call to go up this mountain
Though I am here all alone
Yet still, a small voice calls out from beyond
For me to go to places never traversed before
Though the summer, the snow is still in place
The mask comes off, and reveals the face
All is done and all is well
I feel the sense of expectation swell
I begin the steep ascent

K, Duane Carter 7-20-11

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