Every day I climb some stairs
A few steps here and few more there;
One by one until I’ve found
The destination where I’m bound.
Some days my steps are small and sure
Never less and never more;
Always ground in gravity’s grace
Never questioning my own place.
But other times while in the dark
I stumble looking for my mark;
While moving upwards, homeward bound
Not knowing what might soon be found.
And so I move each day I live
Praying for one more step to give;
Myself another view of life
And chance to see the stars at night.
One more step to the rooftop high
Where all good climbers reach and strive;
For one more sunrise, one more set
And all I ask is one more step.