Massive dark rock,
covered in snow.
The sharp edges shine in the darkness.
Cold, hard rock...
Cold as the surrounding air.
Every step is more difficult.
The mountain seems to grow,
as I get closer to the top.
All I can see is snow-covered,
grey stone.
Echoes emanate from the large walls of stone,
as I call out into the ravine.
I can almost feel the movement
of the earth beneath my feet,
as I get closer to the top.
As breathing gets harder
and I slowly, slowly, slowly
advance.
My legs almost give in,
on the long, hard road
to the top of the mountain.
Amidst the hard, sharp rock
I arrive there.
I made it.
I see the stars sparkling
and shining above me,
a thousand little lights
crowning the massive mountain,
crowning the darkness,
the night-blue sky.
The Milky Way stretching out
majestically above me,
as I drop to my knees in awe
and realize
why it was all worth it.
