Base To Summit

Are we slipping?

Or is the ground

Climbing

To get

Us?

When you reach out your

Hand,

Expect nothing

But gravity

In

Return.

A solid grip

Can turn into

A hopeless

Slip.

Grab on tight,

But know when

The time is right

To make the

Jump.

Ascend.

Find your footing,

But never feel the comfort

Of

Stopping.

You must keep

Climbing.

Because if you stop now,

Who will know

If you would

Have

Made it?

Certainly not

You,

And definitely not

Me.

A climber’s journey

Is hard.

Not because

It physically demands

What the body

Shouldn’t be capable of,

But because

Of what it asks

Of your

Mind.

The adventure isn’t

About

The

Climb.

It’s always been

The

Climber.

A game

Once

Taught me that

You don’t do

Things

For

The

Action,

But the feeling you

Get

From

Making

It.

Discipline

Is the bridge

That we must build

When we see

The words

Fear

And

Fearless

In our

Minds.

The power of

Fear

Makes the whole

Ordeal

Quite

So

Near.

Far is near,

When you keep

The momentum

Of

Your

Path

Clear.

There is not one

Right way

To make the

Ascent.

What ignites

A spark

Isn’t the

Friction that causes it,

But the actions

That push you

Past

The

Resistance.

To say you

Made

It

Is to say

You

Mean

It.

Know where you came from,

And revel in where

You’re

Going to

Be.

Base

To

Summit,

Just don’t forget

Your

Footing.

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