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Upsurge

Far beyond the horizon we gazed at sunlit skies 
glowing from gigantic mountains, thick blue clouds
hang peacefully over our heads, painting hopes and 
aspirations as we journey relentlessly to recapture
our dreams.

We have been climbing this mountain for years,
clinging desperately to our dreams, with nothing 
in our hands, our faith and determination propel us along.
But the days seem longer, nights become shorter
our hopes grew stronger and life gets tougher.

We journeyed through thorns and thistles, 
we stumbled upon closed doors, brick walls,
giant rocks and numerous road blocks. 
Left only with rags on our backs, we were 
determined to reclaim our dreams.

The struggle seems endless as we journey 
night and day on a path that binds us for years.
Hunger paralyze us, fear dehydrates us ,
we endured sleepless nights but we held on to our
conviction, embrace one another and console ourselves.

Sun scorched our tired backs, winter snow froze 
our blistered feet, tornados compassed us too,
and the relentless hurricane could not rip us apart.
We all stuck together and supported one another.
Despite the chilling cold penetrating our skins, 
we were destined to win.

The expectation of a new life inflamed our hearts,
and each day we hoped for a better tomorrow,
ignoring life’s un-bearing demands we advance
towards the finishing line believing wholeheartedly, 
and holding steadfast to conquer our dreams.

It is true that life can be overbearing, and it is also true 
that we have wishful promises, and when our promises 
fail to materialize, driven by a lack of faith from the other side,
the journey become harder and murmuring breeds sorrows 
in our aching heart.

Sometimes we fight among ourselves
and toss hurtful words to and fro but 
we quickly come to our senses 
and make amends of unacceptable ways.

We know that we are in this together,
and we must embrace one another’s dreams,
so we wedge together like brothers and sisters
mending the broken pieces as we progress along the way.

The power of unity kept us alive, 
our dreams grew bigger than our stomach,
and jingled heavier than money in our pockets,
Our faith grew stronger, our hopes strapped together, 
and death itself could not shatter our dreams.

We endured winter freezes; one winter fades into another, 
ice covers ice, but we were determined to surpass  
 discouragements, negative highlights
and continue  climbing  until we reach the top.

We climbed the mountain day and night,
but everything seems far out of sight.
All we could see was clear blue clouds smiling above
us and multitude of  stars blinking in the skies.

We passed foxes digging shallow holes in foaming ditches,
we saw them tearing and chewing rabbits and rodents,
and chasing timid squirrels off the edges.

Tormenting sound echoes beyond thick bushy forest,
intimidating us on our hopeful journey.
Suddenly a ferocious fox leaped out of the bushes, 
and stared at us, grinding its gigantic teeth.
But a tiger sneaked from the tree top and
cornered the terrifying fox into its vulnerable hole
wounding its feet and pulling at its filthy mouth.

The lame fox lay on the ground grasping for breath,
and the forest animals drag it slowly into a hole.
We clench tightly to each other and hurried quickly
 towards the mountain to complete the final leg of the journey.
Amidst these strange happening, we progressed faster 
holding our precious dreams carefully in our hands. 

We could hear the drum beats resonating from a distance, 
sealing our hopes and filling our hearts with aspirations. 
We could feel the bubbling rhythm from afar, and as we 
 got closer the sounds gets louder, the cheering grew stronger
 and we felt happier.

We climbed and climbed, we slip and we glide, 
We stood firm and plant our feet securely into the ground.
We removed obstacles, overturned road blocks
sailed through red lights,  skipped  through barricade
and persevered until we finally made it to the top.

Millions with similar dreams had made it too,
and we join them singing and dancing,
the sun shines once again with a daring glow 
and our long awaited dream finally came true.
We could breathe fresh air, 
thus feeling the rhythm in life again.


                                                  ©2014 Christine Phillips

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  1. Date: 2/5/2014 10:26:00 AM
    Everything I have touched today has gone wrong. I was starting to think I was jinxed . Thank goodness I clicked on your page . Thoroughly enjoyed reading this .

  1. Date: 2/4/2014 7:09:00 AM
    Nothing like a journey full of troubles...that is learning from experience....nothing like it.....I really enjoy reading your work...Blessings, Chris

  1. Date: 2/3/2014 3:22:00 PM
    Oh...the sweet taste of victory. Yes...there are many obstacles in the way....but with faith, hope, and love...one can persevere. Christine...this poem is one which fills the heart with heart...with the impetus to fight and conquer against the odds. :) Yes...To keep going....

  1. Date: 2/3/2014 3:28:00 AM
    You are a wonderful poet Christine, I enjoyed this on from beginning to end ....Peter

  1. Date: 2/2/2014 10:20:00 PM
    I love this Christine, a little long, but every line was enjoyable. Love is a hard thing to deal with, but with faith you can get through it! Life isn't easy, but challenges get us ready for something bigger in life. A very lovely write, and thank you for your comments on my poem! :) xoxo hugs

  1. Date: 2/2/2014 4:18:00 PM
    Life is not easy for sure but we learn so much from the journey..Enjoyed reading your harrowing tale..Thanks for the visit to my page..Sara

  1. Date: 2/2/2014 12:56:00 PM
    Love this Christine....sounds to me..and I may get it wrong...a little like my life...:-) ..struggling to keep marriage and family relationships together but in the end worth it..terrific writing....

  1. Date: 2/2/2014 12:12:00 PM
    gosh, Christine,this one is epic!! The way you describe nature, I would have liked to have seen you participating in that sonnet crown contest . Debs needed poets who could write this way you did about nature!!

  1. Date: 2/2/2014 12:01:00 PM
    on top of the heap with this surge of determination,. cristine... superbly done!.. huggs

  1. Date: 2/2/2014 11:53:00 AM
    Pervasive descriptiveness makes this piece pleasant to read as it easily places vivid images into any reader's mind.

  1. Date: 2/2/2014 10:55:00 AM
    Perseverance taken to the top of the ladder! You, my lady are a extraordinary poetess! 7 My best, chuck

  1. Date: 2/2/2014 10:02:00 AM
    Good stuff Christine!..I liked this one..