In Our Quest

Every year... The peak we saw seems farther Each stretch of ours represents a year Yet, with each stretch Our peak seems to move farther Every month... Doesn't have to count But so does every month And God we ask every time For strength from His fount Every week... Should just pass we wish Feeling weaker than the weak We can't help but wish Every day... Like horses we strive Running the streneous race of each day We drive ourselves harder in our strife Every hour... Our quest for success heightens Bringing us closer To the peak of our tower And our struggle to get there lightens Every minute... We just want to get there Forgetting that there still are many minutes We have to wait to get there Every second... Atheletes we become - gasping for the finish But more than we long for the finish How we want to be over - the second