The Pledge

Upon a narrow mountain ledge, stripped of courage and facing death. Almost giving up on yourself, the reaper moves in with deadly stealth. If not for "The pledge" you would give into this dread. Yet a solemn vow keeps your soul intact, seemingly protected from the reapers snatch. Your body aches and your will it fades. Still upon a narrow mountain ledge you gaze within and cling to "The pledge" A pact was made and you know the stakes. No time for mistakes a new day awakes. You honour this with a brave new face. Onwards and upwards to fulfil "The Pledge" and while doing so restoring your grace.