03 ~ towards the rising sun
Miles and hours, scrambling through a multitude of obstacles, rocky and treacherous paths I could not discern and wide open clearings with which our diminutive shape over a wide expanse means that we are just ready for the picking, we made one final push to leave the night towards the break of dawn.
But things were not as simple as
it seems, the final hurdle seems to be the climb as an immense wall, the face
of a mountain stood in front of us. Where the rays of the sun do not reach the
ground, a shadow looms emboldening the dark spirits of this new world.
Chase had to lower his pace while
carefully treading the narrow shaky trails he had to traverse allowing the shades
to come close and seep at our resolve. The path towards the top is always never
easy, unbending. But it is something that has to be done to escape the gloom and
reach the zenith to a latent possibility of a new reality.
Nearing the summit, the only
thing that matters is sheer willpower and the belief that all will come to
pass. With just a few more steps, the trail even becomes narrower, but nothing
can deter a reassured soul by a kindred spirit.
~Photo courtesy of www.kwaweber.org
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