Climbing

Down in the valley, held by indecision,Darkened by shadows—merely marking time—We long for light to purify our vision,And pray that strength be given us to climb.

Patiently struggling up the rugged mountain,Rimming the edge of cliffs, beset with fear,We find refreshment at the living fountainThat will sustain us if we persevere.

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