Invincible

I'll walk through ice and numbing snow Though slaying cold be its freezing feel, And trek through roasting deserts drear, Taxing grip betwixt soil and mortal heel. Not lonely climes shall my strides deter Though forbidding such motions prove; Every steady step sturdier than the last, Toe and sinew shall defy earth's groove. Past shroud of searing beams and heat Shall these wornout soles tireless tread; Every tactile kiss knitting earth and heel More painfully spewing its slicing dread. Neither immobilizing blow nor chill's bite Shall these gallant legs dampen or slow; Against menacing pestilences and trials, Must this walk persist past darkest woe.