"Highs" and "Lows"

 

Summit-high! Valley-low!

 

Way-high upon yon summit pinnacle-clear where pure air is thin within the view atop this ole world “success” has climbed to claim the mountain-challenge trial---Grandeur panorama-view!

How fresh sweet taste-of-love-for-life to capture true that expansive awesome vista gained horizon-far to the beyond of imagined eternal space only to begin again where such end begins.

So? What be next? Where to? Enjoy! Savor true the “victory” if only, yet, I can but “pause” to glean some “Happiness” from worthwhile achievement-chance; so quite “un-natural” it even seems to rest, to halt, to satiate the good  soul, to quell the savage spirit-wild abandon-fun. Still?

Behind me now, somewhere lost in time of space such trace chosen onto clear paths to trails obvious to follow the lead forever---always…upward-bound. Sought “goal” in sight of worthy effort expended, just, to one fine day somewhere, sometime, to tame the tirade dance-demand?

“Success”? How measured? By another’s determined---feat? I wonder! And, I wander! True!

Oh! Cause---lost!? Debilitated! Sweet lamented-rue! Too much? Too soon? Victory-defeat?

Transgression! Confession! Penance! Absolution! Redemption! Salvation! Spirit-freedom!

While, yonder low down in the verdant valley cabin near cascade river sparkle-splash sedate. And, yes! I see so high the summit peak-pinnacle quite beautiful to experience-view engage. Pristine-pure atop yon world to look down on lesser heights seemingly pathetic to a royal fiat.

Still! Should one day somewhere the lowly chasm-dweller there proclaim “Perhaps? Soon? I’ll set a plan there to intent-purpose venture-trek?” But, first, must contemplate the effort.

Alas! But, not quite yet, this day; tomorrow always holds the promise to come---if…I will it so. For, I sense, the heated noon has already arrived intense that I must swim the river pool-of-cool’s icy cold reprieve, then flame the stone-ringed campfire cozy-hot to chance bar-b-que fine fare consumption for respite-replenishment from exacerbated-exaggerated exercised deep-thought contemplation of important---What? And, Where? And, When? And, How? But, mostly of the…How? For, in the purple dusk of eve will bring black night to ’morrow’s promised dawn.

And, I shall dare-kiss yon heaven-light to promise-true, one day, but, not too soon to wonder imagined-dreams to wander far dare touch yon summit-pinnacle---for sure! Hmm! A---Promise?

But---Wait! Reflect! Why expend such superhuman effort of intended crass responsibility? Much less of purposeful-Design!

For I already claim the world-expanded eternal universe to claim only “worthy”- worthwhile riches of soul-saving silver-value to own wild-spirit freedom in golden-virtue fame-celebrity!

 

The world-coveted can never satiate enough, only---will…Love!

 

Amen!